"There is something in that," replied Haskins; and felt inclined to withdraw without telling his story. But after some reflection he compromised. "At all events you must hold your tongue about my secret for at least a month," and by naming this time he hoped to deliver Mavis from her imprisonment within three weeks.
"I promise," said Mrs. Crosbie curiously, "but I know your secret. You are in love?"
Gerald was startled. "How could you tell that?" he demanded, astonished.
She laughed, "I am a woman, and observant, as well as intuitive. Look at your eyes in yonder mirror, at the expression of your face, at your whole bearing."
"H'm," said Haskins, but half satisfied; "every one is not so clever as you are, Madge."
"Don't call me Madge, I tell you."
"Yes, I shall when we are alone. Hang it, I have known you for years, and besides, I wish you to do me a service. I have your promise to hold your tongue for a month?"
"Yes! yes! yes! Go on! go on. I am all ears."
"My story concerns Major Rebb."
"What? Then you did mean something, when you mentioned him last?"