"Oh, Greg, dear, you're too generous!"
"I'm not generous at all," he answered with an honest flush. "I know what I am now, Magsie, I'm a cad."
"Who says you're a cad?" Magsie demanded indignantly.
"I say so!" he answered. "Any man is a cad who gets two women into a mess like this!"
"Greg, dear, you shan't say so!" Her slender arms were about his neck.
"Well--" He disengaged the arms, and went on with his planning. "George Valentine is going to see Rachael," he proceeded.
"About the divorce?" said Magsie with a nod.
"About the whole thing. And George thinks I had better go away."
"Where?" demanded Magsie.
"Oh, travelling somewhere."