"Oh!" she said, in quick confusion.

"You heard that too ?" "Wouldn't it be easier ?" persisted Jeff in his slow, stubborn way.
She shook her head swiftly and vehemently.

"I shall never marry Mr.
Chesyl," she said with determination.
"Where is he ?" asked Jeff.
The soft colour rose in her face at the question.

She looked away from him for the first time.

"I don't quite know where he is.