His heart throbbed at the sight, every nerve tingling to the intimate tones of her voice.

And she met him in a more delightful mood of informality than had found expression even during their afternoon ride.
She was apparently in the highest spirits, eager to overstep all conventionality.
"Again you please me," she said, surveying him critically.

"Really this is too much, the wonderful way in which you meet every test." "You mean in clothes ?" "In everything, so far.

Clothes--yes; do they not reveal the very soul of a man?
I hardly think I could ever have forgiven if you had come down not looking the part you are to play." "Nor could I have forgiven myself, if I am to enjoy the pleasure of taking you in to dinner." "That privilege is yours even without the asking.

But," quizzically, and glancing up frankly into his eyes, "You may not care when the time comes.
For the great test arrives first.