"He is the best fellow in the world," said Rensslaer. "I never saw two people more exactly suited to each other. His giving up what is really a passion with him, is a proof not only of his great love for you, but a moral victory, revealing the real strength of his character."
"Oh, he never really cared for it," said Gay in some surprise, "and you see he had to give it up, whether he liked it or not."
Rensslaer was silent, a little chilled and disappointed. Surely this was not the Gay that he thought he knew....
"I think you will like the house," he said. "It is very quaint and old—some distance from Elsinore, but within the park—"
Gay looked at him, astonished.
"Has he spoken to you already about a new country place?" she said. "Carlton has several, you know, but no house in town.
"Carlton?"
"Why, who else are we talking about?" exclaimed Gay in astonishment, but she had gone rather pale.
"Of Chris Hannen, of course."
"Why of course?"