“Well, your penetration would have been at fault, that is all.”
“And I should not have said that Miss Langden had been giving many of her thoughts to him, for the last year at least.”
“Of that I can say nothing. But who told you of the proposal? Not Mr Maxwell?”
“No. Mr Langden told me.”
“Mr Langden!” exclaimed Elizabeth, and by and by she added: “Is that all I am to hear, brother?”
“It is all I have to tell at present. Perhaps I may have more by and by.”
“Or perhaps it may be Mr Maxwell who may have something to tell,” said Elizabeth gravely, “when he comes home from Thanksgiving.”
Clifton laughed.
“Possibly he may—but—”
“Clifton, I cannot bear to think that Mr Maxwell and you may not always be friends.”