"Oh, then you don't want me to read your hand?"
"There is nothing I want more in this world," said Hamilton Beamish warmly, "than to have you read my hand."
"I don't have to read it to tell your character, of course," said the girl. "I can see that at a glance."
"You can?"
"Oh, certainly. You have a strong, dominating nature and a keen incisive mind. You have great breadth of vision, iron determination, and marvellous insight. Yet with it all you are at heart gentle, kind and lovable; deeply altruistic and generous to a fault. You have it in you to be a leader of men. You remind me of Julius Cæsar, Shakespeare and Napoleon Bonaparte."
"Tell me more," said Hamilton Beamish.
"If you ever fell in love...."
"If I ever fell in love...."
"If you ever fell in love," said the girl, raising her eyes to his and drawing a step closer, "you would...."
"Mr. Delancy Cabot," announced the maid.