Of course you'll soon know how it is yourself." He referred here to the well-known fact that I was much in the company of Miss Lansdale.

But this was a thing to be turned.
"Oh, the game is teaching me resignation to a solitary life," I said with an affectation of disinterest that must have irritated him, for he asked bluntly:-- "Say, Calvin, how long do you intend to keep up that damned nonsense when everybody knows--" This interesting sentence was cut off by Miss Kate Lansdale, who appeared around the corner and paused politely before us, with a look of trained and admirable deafness.
"Ah, Miss Lansdale," said Solon, urbanely, "I was just about to speak of you." "Dear me!" said the young woman, simply.

I thought she was aghast.
"Yes--but it's not worth repeating--or finishing." Miss Lansdale seemed to be relieved by this assurance.
"And now I must hurry off," added Solon.
"Good evening!" we both said.
It seemed to be of a stuff from which curtains are sometimes made, white, with little colored figures in it, but the design would have required at least a column of the most technical description in a magazine I had subscribed for that summer.

There was lace at the throat, and I should say that the thing had been constructed with the needs of Miss Lansdale's slender but completed figure solely and clearly in mind..