"I must try and see both sides.

If a man sails under false colors, he mustn't howl if he is mistaken for a pirate.

Let us dismiss the subject forever.

I am Walter Clifford now--at your service." At that moment Mary Bartley came in, beaming with youth and beauty, and illumined the room.

The cousins shook hands, and Walter's eyes glowed with admiration.
After a few words of greeting he handed Mary into the drag.