CHAPTER IV.
THE MAN FROM CONNECTICUT After an excellent dinner, Mrs.Keith took Blanche away, and the men found a quiet corner in the rotunda, where they sat talking for a while.
"I have an appointment to keep and must go in a few minutes," Blake said, glancing at his watch.

"Make my excuses to your wife; I shall not see her again.

It would be better: there's no reason why she should be reminded of anything unpleasant now.

She's a good woman, Bertram, and I'm glad she didn't shrink from me.

It would have been a natural thing, but I believe she was sorry and was anxious to make all the allowances she could." Challoner was silent for a few moments, his face showing signs of strain.
"I don't deserve her, Dick; the thought of it troubles me.