Well, it would be told in all the clubs and in all the newspaper offices that two men had quarreled over a girl; and my name is mentioned, discussed, and handed around from one crowd of men to another, from one club to another; and then, of course, the papers take it up.

By that time Mr.Carter will have told his side of the story and invented another dirty little lie, and I'm the one who suffers the most in the end.

And remember, Condy, that I haven't any mother in such an affair, not even an older sister.
No, we'll just let the matter drop.

It would be more dignified, anyhow.

Only I have made up my mind what I am going to do." "What's that ?" "I'm not coming out.