You take a very personal interest in Burleigh Wentworth, I think ?" She met his look with quivering eyelids.
"Yes," she said.
"Are you engaged to him ?" he pursued.
She winced in spite of herself.
"No." He raised his brows.
"You have refused him, then ?" Her face was burning.
"He hasn't proposed to me--yet," she said.

"Perhaps he never will." "I see." His manner was relentless, his hold compelling.

"I will defend Burleigh Wentworth," he said, "upon one condition." "What is that ?" she whispered.
"That you marry me," said Percival Field with his steady eyes upon her face.
She was trembling from head to foot.
"You--you--have never seen me before to-day," she said.
"Yes, I have seen you," he said, "several times.

I have known your face and figure by heart for a very long while.

I haven't had the time to seek you out.