“Mr. Courtland will choose one for you,” said Ella. “You may trust Mr. Courtland.”
“To choose me a rose? Well, on that recommendation, Mr. Courtland, I think I may safely place myself in your hands. I will accept a rose of your choosing.”
And she did.
CHAPTER XXXII.
LET THEM BOTH GO TOGETHER TO PERDITION.
There could be no doubt whatever that, after all, he had not proposed to her.
That was what Herbert Courtland’s fellow-guests said when they learned that he had left for London by an early train on Monday morning.
And the way she had thrown herself at his head, too!
Of course she pretended not to feel his departure any more than the rest of the party; and equally as a matter of course, Mrs. Linton protested that Mr. Courtland had disappointed her.