“There is no disgrace and hang the publicity,” exclaimed Atkins.
“You forgive me?”
Atkins kissed her hand.
“But, darling, that divorce?” he asked, under his breath.
“Oh, I heard from Pa about a week ago. He had been travelling about and hadn’t had his mail forwarded. That was the reason why I had had no answer to my numerous telegrams and letters. He says, however, that my divorce is O. K., so you can’t get rid of me after all.”
