"That depends upon whether I consider them compliments or not," she answered, with a little laugh.
"You are a very perfect woman in very imperfect surroundings," said Griggs.
"That is not a compliment to the surroundings, at all events. I do not know whether to laugh or not. Shall I?"
"If you will. I like to hear you laugh."
"You should hear me cry!" And she laughed again at herself.
"God forbid!" he said gravely.
"I do sometimes," she answered, and her face grew suddenly sad, as he watched her.
He felt a quick pain for her in his heart.
"I am sorry you have told me so," he said. "I do not like to think of it. Why should you cry? What have you to cry for?"
"What should you think?" she asked lightly, though no smile came with the words.