He is a clever youth, but I shall make a study of him.

If he would make me his confidante I should readily assist him.

Douglas has not the penetration to perceive it, but I can.

Can any young lady be mixed up in the affair?
If so, I may be at a loss to discover." In the meantime, the secretary, now thinking it time to follow Douglas to gentle sleep, commenced to prepare for retiring, further soliloquizing: "That look puzzled me last night, I must make good my word." Here he stopped short and was soon enjoying sound sleep, in order to feel refreshed for the duties and social demands of another day.

The coming day intended to be almost a repetition of the past.