But--but Madge and I said other things to each other.

I told her what I told you, that I loved her.
And she loves me." The sternness, the trouble, the anxiety all melted from Mr.
Taynton's face.
"Ah, my dear fellow, my dear fellow," he said with outstretched hands.
"Thank you for telling me.

I am delighted, overjoyed, and indeed, as you say, that is far more important than anything else.

My dear Morris, and is not your mother charmed ?" Morris shook his head.
"I have not told her yet, and I shall not till this is cleared up.

It is her birthday the day after to-morrow; perhaps I shall be able to tell her then." He rose.
"I must go," he said.