I've been reconsidering the idea since I discovered that she loves me." Grant leaped to his feet.

"Loves you!" he shouted.

Josh smiled calmly.
"Loves me," said he.

"Why not, pray ?" "I--I--I--don't know," answered Grant weakly.
"Oh, yes, you do.

You think I'm not good enough for her--as if this were not America, but Europe." And he went on loftily: "You ought to consider what such thoughts mean, as revelations of your own character, Grant." "You misunderstood me entirely," protested Grant, red and guilty.
"Didn't I originally suggest her to you ?" "But you didn't really mean it," retorted Craig with a laugh which Grant thought the quintessence of impertinence.