"Oh, then, you didn't——"
"Didn't what?"
"Well, er—nothing. What was it you wanted to say to me?"
"Richard," said the girl, "I may as well be frank with you. I——" She hesitated and turned her face away. "I want to break our engagement."
"Want to break our engagement!" he exclaimed, dazed at this development. "Why—I——"
"Yes," she said, honestly; "frankly, I do not believe that I care enough for you to marry you."
"But, Josephine——"
"Yes, yes; I know what you would say. I thought I loved you; but since I have come to know—Mr. Van Dorn, I am sure——"
"Josephine Remington, you don't mean to tell me that you have thrown me over for Charlie Van Dorn? Why, he——"
"Richard, don't say another word! I love Mr. Van Dorn, and he loves me, and I have promised to be his wife," with great dignity.