"And it is silly to talk that way when everybody knows that Phil Tremont never cared anything for any girl except Lloyd Sherman." "Maybe not at one time," insisted Elise.

"And neither did Lieutenant Logan care about any girl but my beloved sister Allison at one time.

I'm not mentioning names, but you know very well that she's not the one he is crazy about now.

Just wait till fate brings you and Phil together again.

You'll probably meet him during the Christmas vacation if you go to New York." Mary made no answer, only thrust a knife under the edge of the candy in the largest plate, as if her sole interest in life was testing its hardness.