I scarcely do yet.

I had supposed I was to go to mother and dad and tell them that I had a name in the world--that all was well with me at last.

But I could not credit it myself; the boy--I had known him always--went and came in our house as freely as Gray.

And I could not convince myself that the thing that had happened was serious--had really occurred." "How did it occur ?" "I will tell you exactly.

We were walking home, all of us, along Fifth Avenue, that winter afternoon.