"Of what?" Edith asked with well-feigned surprise.
"Then suppose we assume that you have forgotten."
"Aren't you over here on business?"
"Yes; and pleasure, too. This is the pleasure."
Her mystification was genuine. Was this the self-assertive, vivified piece of machinery she had known three months before? Cosden could but see her surprise and it pleased him.
"I told you I should find out what was the matter with me. Have I partially succeeded?"
"Yes," she acknowledged frankly; "what did it?"
"Huntington and—you."
"But you couldn't change like this in so short a time; no one could."
"Most of it is probably on the surface," he admitted cheerfully. "Underneath is the same Cosden branded with the ear-marks of his business. But I'm on my way, and if there's enough of a change to have you notice it, then there's hope!"