The very probable supposition that she and Horace might fall in love with and marry each other had occurred to him, but this he knew at once had nothing to do with that.

He turned the whole over and over in his mind, with no result.

He lacked enough premises to arrive at conclusions.

He had started for the house and his Sunday paper when he met Sylvia, and had resolved to put it all out of his mind.

But he was not quite able.