But it's adorably savage, isn't it ?" "Do you really like it!" she asked.

It was her first taste of success, and the savor was very sweet.

But she was in an agony of desire to tell him, to tell him immediately, but gracefully, delicately, that she wrote it.

How could she say it, and yet seem uneager, indifferent?
But the occasion must not slip.

It was a miserable moment.
"Immensely," he replied.
"Then," she said, with just a little more significance in her voice than she intended, "you would rather not find out ?" He turned and met her shining eyes.