Don't you see we can't ?" "Then take her to Kate's, or to--to one of those Young Women's Christian Union things." "No, no, I can't do that.

That's impossible.

Don't you understand?
She's expecting to go home with me--HOME! I'm her Uncle William." "Lucky Uncle William!" "Be still, Bertram!" "Well, doesn't she know your--mistake ?--that you thought she was a boy ?" "Heaven forbid!--I hope not," cried the man, fervently.

"I 'most let it out once, but I think she didn't notice it.

You see, we--we were both surprised." "Well, I should say!" "And, Bertram, I can't turn her out--I can't, I tell you.