An American manager who was present offered us both an engagement, and I thought it would be a change and that I could combine the two arts." "And it was here that you proposed to her," said Joan.
"Just by that tree that leans forward," he answered, pointing with his cane a little way ahead.

"I thought that in America I'd get another chance.

I might have if your father hadn't come along.

I wonder if he remembers me." "Did you ever see her again, after her marriage ?" asked Joan.
"No," he answered.

"We used to write to one another until she gave it up.