CHAPTER VI.
A MONOLOGUE AND A DIALOGUE.
It was at the end of this day's yachting that Peter was having his "unsocial walk." Early on the morrow he would be taking the train for his native town, and the thought of this, in connection with other thoughts, drew stern lines on his face.

His conclusions were something to this effect: "I suspected before coming that Watts and Miss Pierce loved each other.
I was evidently wrong, for if they did they could not endure seeing so little of each other.

How could he know her and not love her?
But it's very fortunate for me, for I should stand no chance against him, even supposing I should try to win the girl he loved.

She can't care for me! As Watts says, 'I'm an old stupid naturally, and doubly so with girls.' Still, I can't go to-morrow without telling her.

I shan't see her again till next winter.