Duncan was disposed to plead for better terms, but the little lady had fully made up her mind and would accept no modification of the treaty. Duncan had no choice but to accept an arrangement which, after all, had much of joy and still more of promise in it.
As they were on the point of parting, Barbara—with something like a struggle—made an addition to the compact.
"If that slander sticks to you, Guilford, I'll marry you at once and give it the lie."
What could the warm-blooded young man do but kiss her with fervor?
"Surely you will forgive me," he began in fear, lest he had offended.
"I don't mind—for once. But you mustn't do that again till—well, while we continue to be just friends."