Could it be possible--" He groped for her unexpressed meaning, and seeing that he had not grasped it she clarified it to his masculine intelligence.
"If there are two persons she is interested in, and they understand each other, it's all so much more formidable." And then, seeing that this also was too subtle, she put it flatly: "What if Harwood should marry Sylvia!" "Well, that _is_ borrowing trouble!" he cried impatiently.

"Aunt Sally is interested in a great many young people.

She is very fond of Allen Thatcher.

And Allen seems to find Marian's society agreeable, more so, I fancy, than Harwood does;--why not speculate along that line?
It's as plausible as the other." "Oh, that boy! That's something we must guard against, Morton; that is quite impossible." "I dare say it is," he replied.

"But not more unlikely than that Harwood will marry this Sylvia who worries you so unnecessarily." "Marian is going to marry somebody, some day, and that's on my mind a great deal.