I read that Mrs.De Peyster was sailing to-night, and I knew that you were sailing with her.
Surely you understand, before she went, I had to see my wife." "I refuse to recognize myself as such!" cried Miss Gardner.
"But, my dear, you married--" "Yes, after knowing you just two days! Oh, you can be charming and plausible, but that shows just how foolish a girl can be when she's a bit tired and lonesome, and then gets a bit of a holiday." "But, Clara, you really liked me!" "That was because I didn't know who you were and what you were!" "But, Clara," he went on easily--he could not help talking easily, though his tone had the true ring of sincerity.

There seemed to be no bit of agressive self-assurance about this young gentleman; he seemed to be just quietly, pleasantly, whimsically, unsubduably his natural self.

"But, Clara, you must remember that it was as sudden with me as with you.

I hardly thought about explaining.

And then, I'll be frank, I was afraid if I did tell, you wouldn't have me.