"We never should feel like it," he said; "even if Phyllis did marry Mr.Tapster, which I greatly doubt she'd even think of doing." "I'm going to tell him to-day," she went on, "that he's got to marry her.

There's nothing indelicate about my saying that, because they've never met.

But it'll work in his brain, you see if it doesn't, like yeast in new bread! Then I'll bring them together, and then, and then--" "And then," said Bill deliberately, "you'll never, with my goodwill, see him again.

So find him a wife whom you don't like, Bubbles." She looked at him meditatively.

"Very well," she said.