"What do you mean ?" he presently asked.
"I mean what I say," said Keswick.

"Miss March has accepted you." A crowd of emotions rushed through the brain of Lawrence Croft; joy was among them, but it was a joy that was jostled and shaken and pushed, this way and that.

"I do not understand," he said.

"I did not expect such a decisive message.

I supposed she might send me some encouragement, some--.