"You told her?"
He made no attempt to avoid the implication of her eyes.
"No," he replied. "No, I don't believe in roaring out your troubles over the long distance 'phone. It was enough to call it an impulse. With you, my dear, that is always a sufficient reason."--They both laughed, and Mr. Ladd's anxious cordiality redoubled at so favorable a symptom. "If it's the real thing, Phyllis, time won't hurt it."
"It is the real thing, Papa."
"But you will go?"
"No."
"Phyllis, I insist."
"I'm sorry, but it's impossible."
"You have to. You must."
"I won't!"