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- swered Hunter, stealing a glance at
him. "By the way, Miles, I suppose you've got over that—that trouble of yours by this time?"
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"Trouble?" asked Miles.
"I mean—Miss Lynde."
"Oh," said Miles. "Well, I shan't moon around the premises like a lovesick school-boy, if that is what you mean. As for getting over itNo, I don't think I have, Hunter. I've come to realize, however, that a fellow can't have everything he wants in this world."
"That's true," grunted the artist.
"But I haven't got through wanting," added the other, softly. "I don't honestly think I ever shall."
There was silence for a moment. Then,—
"Have you heard about her father?" Hunter asked.
