The truth was he believed in himself, and himself only, and thence sprang his courage to think as he pleased.
Aileen wondered, but could get no answer.
"Oh, you big tiger!" she said.

"You great, big lion! Boo!" He pinched her cheek and smiled.

"Poor Aileen!" he thought.

She little knew the unsolvable mystery that he was even to himself--to himself most of all.
Immediately after their marriage Cowperwood and Aileen journeyed to Chicago direct, and took the best rooms that the Tremont provided, for the time being.

A little later they heard of a comparatively small furnished house at Twenty-third and Michigan Avenue, which, with horses and carriages thrown in, was to be had for a season or two on lease.
They contracted for it at once, installing a butler, servants, and the general service of a well-appointed home.