We will talk about our school days while the old gentleman is around.

He will drift away after a time, naturally.

If he doesn't I'll take him out for a walk." This they did.

Made less of a cowboy by Jack's straw hat, Harold went forth on a trail whose course was not well-defined in his mind, though now that Jack had arranged details so deftly that Mary was not in danger of being put to shame, his native courage and resolution came back to him.

In the full springtide of his powerful manhood Mary's name and face had come at last to stand for everything worth having in the world, and like a bold gambler he was staking all he had on a single whirl of the wheel.
Their meeting was so self-contained that only a close observer could have detected the tension.