She turned me down.

Oh, I haven't asked her yet as many times as I did you, but--" "_Hugh!_" Hugh tossed her a grim smile and went on imperturbably.
"I'm older now, of course, and know more, perhaps.

Besides, the finality of her remarks was not to be mistaken." Billy, in spite of her sympathy for Calderwell, was conscious of a throb of relief that at least one stumbling-block was removed from Arkwright's possible pathway to Alice's heart.
"Did she give any special reason ?" hazarded Billy, a shade too anxiously.
"Oh, yes.

She said she wasn't going to marry anybody--only her music." "Nonsense!" ejaculated Billy, falling back in her chair a little.
"Yes, I said that, too," gloomed the man; "but it didn't do any good.
You see, I had known another girl who'd said the same thing once." (He did not look up, but a vivid red flamed suddenly into Billy's cheeks.) "And she--when the right one came--forgot all about the music, and married the man.

So I naturally suspected that Alice would do the same thing.