"He's just--dear!" she faltered.
Mrs.Adams nodded.

"He's told you he isn't engaged, hasn't he ?" "No.

But I know he isn't.

Maybe when he first came here he was near it, but I know he's not." "I guess Mildred Palmer would LIKE him to be, all right!" Mrs.Adams was frank enough to say, rather triumphantly; and Alice, with a lowered head, murmured: "Anybody--would." The words were all but inaudible.
"Don't you worry," her mother said, and patted her on the shoulder.
"Everything will come out all right; don't you fear, Alice.

Can't you see that beside any other girl in town you're just a perfect QUEEN?
Do you think any young man that wasn't prejudiced, or something, would need more than just one look to----" But Alice moved away from the caressing hand.