"Oh, but not only—" and she stopped.
"Anything more would be equally impossible for him and for me."
She looked at me with serious eyes before saying, "But he is so—nice!"
Whereupon I thought of Craven and cretonnes.
"Not quite so disagreeable as you once counted him, Thyrza?"
"Did I? Oh, that was only because Maggie behaved so absurdly. I hope I shall never be so absurd. Only, really and truly, there is nothing we both like so much to talk about as about you."
"I am sorry you should both be content with so unprofitable a subject," I answered: and then we were interrupted.
But I fancy it is not difficult to foresee what may be coming.
[CHAPTER XXVIII.]
NON-RAPTURES.