“Yes, of course; but she might be sensible and fall in love with Frank at once. That’s what she did when—”

“When she didn’t know man.”

“Yes, but where would you all be if we women acted on what we know of you?”

“On our knees chiefly, as I am. Remember this, Marion, that half a sinner is better than no man.”

“You mean that no man is better than half a saint?”

“How you must admire me!”

“Why?”

“As you are about to name the day, I assume that I’m a whole saint in your eyes.”

“St. Augustine!”

“Who was he?”