His words were the echo of her thoughts. For a moment, Theodora struggled with herself. Then her real love for her friend triumphed.
"It will make ever so much difference, Billy; but I'm glad of it. We've had our good times together, lots of them, and there'll always be our lessons, you know. Truly and honestly, you've had about all the girl you can stand, and it's time you were able to ride off with the boys."
Billy leaned back in his chair and surveyed her through narrowed lids.
"Girls aren't half bad, Teddy," he observed; "but I'm glad you take it so philosophically."
There was a long pause. Then Theodora spoke.
"I've some news, too, Billy."
"Good?"
"I thought so, till I heard yours. Now it seems rather flat."
"What is it?"
"My story is done," she answered quietly, but with a little heightening of her color.