She sat silent when he had finished, presently drew a long breath.
"Why aren't you always like that ?" she exclaimed half to herself.
"You'll marry Grant ?" She shook her head positively.

"Impossible." "Why not ?" "Impossible," she repeated.

"And you mustn't speak of it to me--or to him.

I appreciate your motive.

I thank you--really, I do.