3/23 "You think of me still as little Madge; I am no longer little Madge, even to myself. A woman's instincts are usually right, Graydon." "Oh, thank you! I am glad I am still 'Graydon.' Why do you not call me 'Mr.Muir ?'" "Because I am perfectly rational. Because I regard you as almost the best friend I have." "Break up that confabulation," cried Mr.Muir to the young people, who had paused and were confronting each other at the further end of the piazza. "If you think Madge can explain herself in a moment or a week you are mistaken. Come to supper." "My brother is right--you are indeed an enigma," he said, discontentedly. |