"Have you seen the Thatchers?" Edith asked, not knowing just how to answer him.
"I saw Mr. Thatcher yesterday. He asked me to dine with them to-night, but I thought I'd wait until next time I'm over. He says Mrs. Thatcher is planning to have our whole Bermuda party down at the shore in July. You will be there, of course?"
"If it's in July, I shall be. Marian has invited me to spend the month with her."
"Good! that was one of the things I called to find out."
"Whether you are forgiving and—forgetful."
Edith laughed at the serious way he asked the question.
"Are you laughing at me or with me?" he demanded half in earnest.
"Why, I don't know what to make of you."
"Make whatever you like,—it's in your hands!"