Good afternoon to you, sir." Then Reginald having thus done his duty returned home.
Mary Masters when she was alone was again very angry with herself.
She knew thoroughly how perverse she had been when she declared that Larry Twentyman was a fit companion for herself, and that she had said it on purpose to punish the man who was talking to her.
Not a day passed, or hardly an hour of a day, in which she did not tell herself that the education she had received and the early associations of her life had made her unfit for the marriage which her friends were urging upon her.

It was the one great sorrow of her life.

She even repented of the good things of her early days because they had given her a distaste for what might have otherwise been happiness and good fortune.

There had been moments in which she had told herself that she ought to marry Larry Twentyman and adapt herself to the surroundings of her life.

Since she had seen Reginald Morton frequently, she had been less prone to tell herself so than before;--and yet to this very man she had declared her fitness for Larry's companionship!.