She flushed and drew her arm away with a decisive gesture.
"I have nothing to say to you, Jasper," she said coldly. "After your horrible charge against Frank, I never want to speak to you again."
He winced a little, then smiled.
"At least you can be civil to an old friend," he said good-humoredly, "and tell me where you are off to in such a hurry."
Should she tell him? A moment's indecision, and then she spoke.
"I am going to marry Frank Merrill," she said.
He nodded.
"I thought as much. In that case, I am coming down to the church to make a scene."
He said this with a smile on his lips; but there was no mistaking the resolution which showed in the thrust of his square jaw.