"Mine to keep forever ?" "Certainly, my dear," he said, looking at her so oddly that she flushed.
He had read the thought that was in her mind.

"I give and bequeath them to you this day, to have and to hold forever," he added, with a smile that she could not fail to understand.
"I wanted to be sure," she said, resorting to frankness.
When they entered the Thorpe home, Wade was waiting in the hall with the butler.

His patient, set smile did not depart so much as the fraction of an inch from its habitual condition.

His head was cocked a little to one side.
"Are we late, Wade ?" inquired Mr.Thorpe.
"No, sir," said Wade.

"No one has come." He glanced up at the tall clock on the landing.