It meant enjoyable strolls with Rosalie, and it meant the elevation of his spirits to such heights that the skies formed no bounds for them.

The town was not slow to draw conclusions.

Every one said it would be a "match." It was certain that the interesting Boston man had acquired a clear field.
Tinkletown's beaux gave up in despair and dropped out of the contest with the hope that complete recovery from his injuries might not only banish Bonner from the village, but also from the thoughts of Rosalie Gray.

Most of the young men took their medicine philosophically.

They had known from the first that their chances were small.