"Why can't they fight their quarrel out alone, instead of troubling everyone else?
I don't know which of them I hate the most." "But there is a compensation," Walter said with a smile.
"I am sure I don't see any compensation," the girl said.

"What do you mean, Walter ?" "I mean," Walter said, "that if they had not quarrelled, we might never have met." "There is something in that," Claire said softly.

"No; I don't know that I ought quite to hate them, after all." By which it will be seen that Walter Davenant and Claire Conyers had already arrived at a thorough understanding, as to their feelings towards each other.

After this, as was natural between young persons so situated, their talk wandered away into the future, and the present was already forgotten.
In the house, everyone was at work.

Mrs.Conyers' servants had all returned, when she came back to the house, and these were now busy, with the assistance of Larry and the four troopers left behind, in taking down and packing pictures, taking up carpets, and getting furniture ready for removal.