"That's dear of you, Bill; I want her to be happy."
A moment afterward:
"Bill?"
"Yes?"
"What do you think your aunt will say about—us?"
"Let's find out."
They discovered Aunt Caroline in her sitting-room. She glanced over the top of her gold rims and marked her book with her finger.
"Well, what now?" she demanded, but her tone was patient. "Have you attended to your business affairs?"
"Yes, Aunt Caroline," assented Bill. "I've decided to give up society."
"William, I think possibly society has given up you. But I have no complaint to make. I have been thinking it over, and it seems to me that if you care to go into business——"