"I see, Mr. John, that you have not wasted your time. You come arrayed in purple and gold."
"But it's borrowed plumage, Miss Julie."
"And so is mine."
"It can't be. I'm sure it was made for you."
"The real owner wouldn't say so."
"You will forgive me if I tell you something, won't you?"
"It depends upon what it is."
The red in her checks deepened a little. The gray eyes of John were speaking in very plain language to Julie.
"I must say it, stern necessity compels, if I don't I'll be very unhappy."
"I wouldn't have you miserable."