"No, I don't think it was," replied Caprice coolly; "he had twice your brains--to know him was a liberal education."
"In cheap cynicism, gad, you've been an apt pupil."
Kitty laughed, and, rising from her seat, began to walk to and fro.
"I wish those boys would come," she said restlessly; "I want to go home."
"Then go," said Mortimer; "you needn't stay."
"Oh, yes, I need," she replied; "I want to see that they get good terms for their play."
"I'll give them a fair price," said Mortimer; "but I'm not going to be so liberal as you expect."
"I've no doubt of that."
"I believe you're sweet on that Stewart."
"Perhaps I am!"