"I don't want to see her; I'm not interested.

I never saw but one girl in my life who interested me in the slightest; and she's employed to help in this ridiculous search." Kerns, meanwhile, had smoothed out the telegram and was intently perusing it: "_John Gatewood, Lenox Club, Fifth Avenue:_ "Person probably discovered.

Call here as soon as possible.
W.KEEN." "_What_ do you make of that ?" demanded Gatewood hoarsely.
"Make of it?
Why, it's true enough, I fancy.

Go and see, and if it's she, be hers!" "I won't! I don't want to see any ideal! I don't want to marry.

Why do you try to make me marry somebody ?" "Because it's good for you, dear friend.