'Not at all,' he said, in a very subdued tone.

''Tis a bad job; she won't have me.' Darton held his breath till he said with treacherous solicitude, 'Try again--'tis coyness.' 'O no,' said Johns decisively.

'There's been none of that.

We talked it over dozens of times in the most fair and square way.

She tells me plainly, I don't suit her.