“I believe you had forgotten!”
“I? Certainly not. I started downstairs a while ago, but you had a visitor.”
“Only Joe Drummond.”
He gazed down at her quizzically.
“And—is Joe more reasonable?”
“He will be. He knows now that I—that I shall not marry him.”
“Poor chap! He'll buck up, of course. But it's a little hard just now.”
“I believe you think I should have married him.”
“I am only putting myself in his place and realizing—When do you leave?”
“Just after breakfast.”