“We were in the Park yesterday afternoon, and we met you driving with——”
“I know. Was Yanna with you?”
“Yanna was with me.”
“Confusion! What did she say?”
“Not much. She went home by the first train this morning.”
“She will never forgive me!”
“I should say, never.”
“I did not mean that. She will be angry, of course, but she will not be angry forever. I am awfully sorry to-day. But how can I tell her so? What would you do? Come now, cousin, you are a sensible woman, and you know men must have a little latitude—and really, I was caught so suddenly—and if you would listen, you would understand that there is some excuse for me.”
“None at all, sir! What is temptation for but to resist?”
“I thought I would just take a short drive, and be here to dinner, but I was not very well.”