that it is really all over? She—she may come round after all!"
"She may—but of course, if it is true that she is engaged to another, she can have no possible claim on you."
What a sensible right-minded way this girl had of looking at things! thought Peter, not for the first time.
"Why, of course she can't!" he cried. "And it is true. She is engaged—to a fellow of the name of Alfred."
"You know that as a fact?" she exclaimed.
"I know it from her own lips, and I need not say that I should be the last person to wish to—er—upset so desirable an arrangement."
"Why—why didn't you tell me all this before?" she inquired.
"I—I didn't think it would interest you," he replied.
Here, to Peter's utter astonishment, she covered her face with her hands.
"Not interest me!" she murmured at last. "Oh, how could you—how could you keep this from me? Can't you see—can't you guess what a difference it has made in my feelings?"
