Whom did you quarrel with ?" "The--the person I--I ran away with." Lavinia's confession was uttered in the softest of whispers.

It was inaudible to anyone save Gay.

Her face had suddenly become scarlet.
"The per--oh, there's a mystery here.

Mr.Pope--gentlemen," Gay went on turning to the others, "will you excuse me if I draw apart with our young madam.

She has propounded to me an enigma which must be solved." "And if you fail--as you will if the enigma is a woman's--call us to thine aid," said Arbuthnot laughingly.
Gay shook his head and he and Lavinia paced the lawn.
"It's no use asking you to tell me everything, Polly, because you can't do it.