"Of course, I don't mind. Go by all means. I dare say you'll enjoy it. I shall be all right—I can have a game at billiards with someone. I suppose it's time to dress?"
"Yes, I think so."
"See you downstairs, then?"
"Yes."
Chris went off whistling. He was quite happy again. Somebody else had marked that verse. He ought to have known Marie Celeste would not be so foolish—and they were stupid lines anyway. He could not imagine why anybody ever wanted to read poetry.
CHAPTER VII
"When the links of love are parted,
Strength is gone . . ."
DIRECTLY Chris had gone Marie opened her door, which he had shut after him, and ran downstairs.