"Certainly they are 'over.'"
"And I have been a model of patience."
"Perhaps your patience is more remarkable than your constancy. Is not Lady Mabel Grex in the ascendant just now?"
"What do you mean by that? Why do you ask that? You told me to wait for three months. I have waited, and here I am."
"How very—very—downright you are."
"Is not that the proper thing?"
"I thought I was downright,—but you beat me hollow. Yes, the three months are over. And now what have you got to say?" He put down his cue, and stretched out his arms as though he were going to take her and hold her to his heart. "No;—no; not that," she said laughing. "But if you will speak, I will hear you."
"You know what I said before. Will you love me, Isabel?"
"And you know what I said before. Do they know that you love me? Does your father know it, and your sister? Why did they ask me to come here?"
"Nobody knows it. But say that you love me, and everyone shall know it at once. Yes; one person knows it. Why did you mention Lady Mabel's name? She knows it."