He scarcely knew what to think.
The constant atmosphere of suspicion and doubt in which he was compelled to remain, came by degrees to distress and anger him.

While she was with him she was clinging enough, but when she was away she was ardently cheerful and happy.

Unlike the station he had occupied in so many previous affairs, he found himself, after the first little while, asking her whether she loved him instead of submitting to the same question from her.
He thought that with his means, his position, his future possibilities he had the power to bind almost any woman once drawn to his personality; but Stephanie was too young and too poetic to be greatly impaired by wealth and fame, and she was not yet sufficiently gripped by the lure of him.

She loved him in her strange way; but she was interested also by the latest arrival, Forbes Gurney.

This tall, melancholy youth, with brown eyes and pale-brown hair, was very poor.
He hailed from southern Minnesota, and what between a penchant for journalism, verse-writing, and some dramatic work, was somewhat undecided as to his future.