"That's begging the question. For Jean it's a wonderful change, and any one can see what it's done for her."
"Physically, yes. But I want you to find out whether she's actually happy or not."
"I will," promised his friend with a nod; for she knew James Stuart much too well to imagine she could put him off without complying with his expressed desire.
It looked as if Jeannette herself were anxious to assure her cousin's mind, for Stuart had no sooner brought Georgiana back to the porch than his wife took possession of her.
"Georgiana, dear, I want you to tell me one thing," began Jeannette, as the two moved slowly a little away from the rest. "Do you think we are making a success of it?"
"A wonderful success, Jean. I couldn't have believed it, even what I see on the surface. How about it—inside? That's a pretty searching question, and you needn't answer it if you don't want to. Everything about you seems to answer it."
Jeannette stopped short and turned to face her cousin. "Haven't I written you the answer, over and over?"
"Yes. That's why I want to hear it from your own lips."
"You shall. First, though—Georgiana, you knew Antoinette Burwell married Miles Channing last December?"
"I heard of it. How do they come on?"