"Then you knew she was a married woman, Dave?"
"No; but Belle did."
"How, I—-wonder?"
"She saw the wedding ring on Mrs. Henshaw's left hand."
Dan Dalzell looked the picture of amazement. Then he whistled in consternation.
"By the great Dewey!" he groaned hoarsely. "I never thought of that!"
"No; but you should have done so."
"Dave, I'm the biggest chump in the world. Will you do me a supreme favor—-kick me?"
"That would be too rough, Dan. But, if you can stand it, Belle offered me some good advice for you in your affairs with women."
"Thank her for me, when you get a chance, but I don't need it," replied Dan bitterly. "I'm through with trying to find a sweetheart, or any candidate to become Mrs. Dalzell."