She hesitated, colored, went on: "Grandmother, couldn't you get the Millicans' camp in the Adirondacks?
I heard Mrs.Millican say yesterday they had got it all ready and had suddenly decided to go abroad instead." "Certainly," said the old lady.

"I'll telephone about it at once, and I'll ask the Millicans to lunch with us to-day." She left them alone.

Craig, eyeing his bride covertly, had a sense of her remoteness, her unattainability.

He was like a man who, in an hour of rashness and vanity, has boasted that he can attain a certain mountain peak, and finds himself stalled at its very base.

He decided that he must assert himself; he tried to nerve himself to seize her in his old precipitate, boisterous fashion.