"I must risk your thinking me selfish--for of course you know what it involves.

Let me admit it--I AM selfish.

I place my husband first." "Well," said Maggie smiling and smiling, "since that's where I place mine--!" "You mean you'll have no quarrel with me?
So much the better then; for," Charlotte went on with a higher and higher flight, "my plan is completely formed." Maggie waited--her glimmer had deepened; her chance somehow was at hand.
The only danger was her spoiling it; she felt herself skirting an abyss.
"What then, may I ask IS your plan ?" It hung fire but ten seconds; it came out sharp.

"To take him home--to his real position.

And not to wait." "Do you mean--a--this season ?" "I mean immediately.