"I am glad I did not. Let us talk no more about him; Is that sweet little bird Mary Corby?"
"You know it is."
"Well, so I do know, but I wanted an excuse for saying the name over again. Charles, you are a fool."
"That is such a very novel discovery of yours," said Charles, laughing. "What have I been a-doing on now?"
"Why didn't you fall in love with Mary Corby instead of Madam Adelaide?"
"I am sure I don't know. Why, I never thought of such a thing as that."
"Then you ought to have done so. Now go to bed."