"To determine whether I wanted to remain in Maryland."
"And you determined?"
"Yes!" with a faint laugh. "I determined to go back."
Brandon slipped an arm through his, and led him down to the esplanade.
"You proposed to Miss Marbury, I assume?" he said.
"I did."
"And she refused you!"
"She did."
"And you told her, in your infatuated ignorance, that you are not Parkington—that you are an impostor?"
"I did."