“Have I the honor to address Miss Marian Underwood?”
“Yes, sir,” was the reply, as she still remained standing.
“I am from the East; Mr. Inwood desires you to receive his kindest wishes.”
“Ah! you are acquainted with him?” she said, with great vivacity, exceedingly inspiring to the listener, as she seated herself in front of him. “When did you leave New York?”
“Several months ago; I am on my return now.”
“Is he well?”
“Never better.”
“I am glad to hear it, indeed, as father will be.”
“His father died last autumn—Inwood was compelled to leave college, as he found himself penniless.”
“Is it possible? May I ask what he is doing now?”