She turned her eyes again to the sky.
“What has money to do with the stars?” she asked.
“Do you think a man in my position has any right to ask a woman to marry him?”
“What has your position to do with it?” she asked.
“It has a lot if the woman wants five times what I’m earning,” he answered.
She gave a little startled cry. The stars swam before her.
“Oh!” she gasped. “You mean––you mean you’re thinking of some one like––like that?”
“Yes,” he answered.
He had a vague notion this was not the sort of thing one ordinarily discussed with another woman. But Miss Winthrop was different from other women: she had both experience and common sense.