"She's the gallantest little soul God ever made!" he cried.

"Loudon, I'd meant to knock you up last night, and I hope you won't take it unfriendly that I didn't.

I went in and looked at you asleep; and I saw you were all broken up, and let you be.
The news would keep, anyway; and even you, Loudon, couldn't feel it the same way as I did." "What news ?" I asked.
"It's this way," says Jim.

"I told her how we stood, and that I backed down from marrying.

'Are you tired of me ?' says she: God bless her! Well, I explained the whole thing over again, the chance of smash, your absence unavoidable, the point I made of having you for the best man, and that.