"How could I possibly marry a man with a hidden wife?"
Delrose, taking her face in his hands, tried in vain to read her heart; sighing heavily, he said:
"Oh, Kate, could you love me faithfully, devotedly, as I do you, what a life ours would be; but you are a slave to fancy, a creature of impulse, and I am now a mere barrier in your path, to be kicked aside at will; yet knowing this, I love you as ever, with the same old mad passion; and should you desert me, Heaven help me;" and the ring of truth and despair in his tones would have touched the heart of another.
But Kate, accustomed to eat greedily of life's sugar-plums, only stamped her foot impatiently at his persistence, saying:
"You are just a great big monopolist, George, and don't want our world to look at me, even through a glass case; the idea of you being jealous of a man whom we both agreed to sit on if he play bigamist; you forget our partizanship."
"See how quickly a kind word from you calms me my queen, but its too bad, beauty, I must hide again. I hear him returning."
"I shall go and meet him so he shall not lock you in."
"You were not long, Colonel, but I am quite rested and now for the tower stairs key, which way?"
"This way, but I need not have left you; Trimmer tells me the door is unlocked and our guests in advance of us.
"Oh, how lovely, it will save time looking them up; 'tis four-forty- five now, and at seven the up train is due."