"I think that Heath really hoped to win her at one time, and I believed his chances were good. Something, I don't know what, has come between them."
"Do you think she has refused him?"
"Honestly, I don't, sir. I think there is a misunderstanding."
"And young Lamotte, what of him?"
"I suppose he has come in ahead; in fact, have very good cause for thinking him engaged to Miss Wardour."
"Bah!" cries O'Meara, contemptuously, "I don't believe it. There's nothing sly about Constance. She would have told me or my wife."
"I'll tell you my reasons for saying this, gentlemen," says Ray, after a moment's hesitation. "I'll tell you all I can about the business. Some time ago, shortly after Heath's last encounter with Burrill, I came into town one day to keep an appointment with him."
"Stay! Can you recall the date?"
"It was on Monday, I believe, and early in the month."
"Go on."