"Is it not just possible, my dear Sir Roger, she may have gone off of herself ?" Everybody stared at this audacious suggestion.
"There is no such possibility, Doctor Oleander," said Sir Roger, haughtily.

"The bare insinuation is an insult.

Miss Dane was my plighted wife of her own free will." "Your pardon, Sir Roger.

Yet, please remember, Miss Dane was a highly eccentric young lady, and the rules that hold good in other cases fail here.

She was accustomed to do most extraordinary things, for the mere sake of being odd and uncommon, as I take it.