She came smilingly toward him, saying, "It's too bad to interrupt your hot pursuit of another lady, but girls have not much conscience in such matters." "As long as you have conscience in other matters, it does not signify," he answered, meaningly.
"Not conscience, but another organ, controls our action chiefly, I imagine," she replied, with a glance that gave emphasis to her words of the previous evening, and she passed smilingly on.
Arnault soon followed her, spoke pleasantly to Graydon, and, having obtained a morning paper, was at once absorbed in its contents.
"He does not appear like a baffled suitor who has enjoyed only a veiled tolerance," was Graydon's thought.

"Things will come out all right in the end, I suppose, but they certainly are not proceeding as I expected.

Stella will be mine eventually--it were treason to think otherwise--but she is carrying it off rather boldly to keep Arnault so complacent at the same time.

As far as Madge is concerned, I've been a fool and made a mess of it.

How in the mischief has she been able to divine my very thoughts! She is wrong in one respect, however.