"And do you generally go and cry into the surgery towel when you are enjoying a joke ?" "Oh, Max! You told him ?" Her face was tragic.

"And what did he say ?" "He congratulated me," said Max.
"Max!" "My dear girl, I'm telling you the truth; but really, since you have discharged yourself as cured, this has become a highly improper situation.

Don't you think we had better postpone this discussion to a more suitable moment ?" Max was openly laughing into her face of distress.

She suddenly felt abundantly reassured.

He could not--surely--look and speak like this if he dreamed of wooing her in earnest! "I don't want any discussion," she hastened to tell him.