Lady of the Roses, what is a logical ending ?" The Lady of the Roses laughed unexpectedly.

The two little red spots, that David always loved to see, flamed into her cheeks, and her eyes showed a sudden sparkle.

When she answered, her words came disconnectedly, with little laughing breaths between.
"Well, David, I--I'm not sure I can--tell you.

But perhaps I--can find out.

This much, however, I am sure of: Mr.Jack's logical ending wouldn't be--mine!" What she meant David did not know; nor would she tell him when he asked; but a few days later she sent for him, and very gladly David--able now to go where he pleased--obeyed the summons.
It was November, and the garden was bleak and cold; but in the library a bright fire danced on the hearth, and before this Miss Holbrook drew up two low chairs.
She looked particularly pretty, David thought.