Miss Martyn did not answer in words, only bowed her head, and he continued, with a glance at the paper lying on the table:
"You once received what you considered a very impertinent letter from me?"
"I don't think impertinent is the right term," replied Selina, not raising her eyes.
"Then, my dear lady, why did you not let me have an answer?"
"Oh, Edgar, I only discovered it a few minutes before you came," and casting aside all reserve, she told him of the unfortunate combination of the damp Christmas morning and the drop of gum that had so disastrously separated them.
Long before the recital was complete her visitor had shifted his chair again and again until it was close beside her own.
"I'm Waiting!"
SELINA MARTYN GAVE HER ANSWER.