And she thinks that I am cold-hearted!" But what he said to Elisabeth was, "There isn't much the matter with my head--nothing for you to worry about, I can assure you.

Let us talk about something more interesting than my unworthy self--Tremaine, for instance." "I used to believe in Alan," Elisabeth confessed; "but I don't so much now.

I wonder if that is because he has left off making love to me, or because I have seen that his ideas are so much in advance of his actions." "He never did make love to me, so I always had an inkling of the truth that his sentiments were a little over his own head.

As a matter of fact, I believe I mentioned this conviction to you more than once; but you invariably treated it with the scorn that it doubtless deserved." "And yet you were right.

It seems to me that you are always right, Chris." "No--not always; but more often than you are, perhaps," replied Christopher, in rather a husky voice, but with a very kindly smile.