I was scared blue, Billy, with jealousy of--Arkwright." Billy laughed gayly--but she shifted her position and did not meet her lover's eyes.
"Arkwright?
Nonsense!" she cried.

"Why, he's going to marry Alice Greggory.

I know he is! I can see it as plain as day in her letters.
He's there a lot." "And you never did think for a minute, Billy, that you cared for him ?" Bertram's gaze searched Billy's face a little fearfully.

He had not been slow to mark that swift lowering of her eyelids.

But Billy looked him now straight in the face--it was a level, frank gaze of absolute truth.
"Never, dear," she said firmly.