"If you have any doubt, you had better be prudent and reticent."
"I wish I could find some sweetbrier; I'd give you the whole bush."
"Do you think I deserve a thorny experience?"
"You know what I think. When was there an hour when you did not look through me as if I were glass. But we are confidential friends, are we not?"
"Well, for the sake of argument we may imagine ourselves such."
"To be logical, then, I must tell you something of which I have not yet spoken to any one. I called on Adah the evening I learned she was in town, and I saw her enter an elegant coupe driven by a coachman in stunning livery. A millionaire of your acquaintance accompanied her."
"What!" she exclaimed, her face becoming fairly radiant.
I nodded very significantly.
"For shame, Mr. Morton! What a gossip you are!" but her laugh rang out like a chime of silver bells.
At that moment Mr. Yocomb appeared on the piazza, and he applauded loudly, "Good for thee, Emily," he cried, "that sounds like old times."