But if he went on and won! He felt the blood surging through his veins.

He might win; there was just a chance.

The Gorley incident had made no real difference in Clarice's friendliness.

When once, indeed, she had grown used to it, she had seemed almost to express some queer sort of sympathy with him.
Drake closed the window and sat down to calculate the time at which he would be sufficiently established to make known his suit.

He fixed that time definitely in July.