"You go to bed." He kissed her and obeyed.
Edith gave him a cold greeting the next morning at the breakfast-table.
"You mustn't do that under a misapprehension," he warned her, when they were alone in the dining-room.
"Do what under a what ?" she asked.
"Speak to me.

I came into the smoking-room last night 'on purpose,'" he told her, gravely.

"I have a prejudice against that young man." She laughed.

"I guess you think it means a great deal who you have prejudices against!" In mockery she adopted the manner of one who implores.

"Bibbs, for pity's sake PROMISE me, DON'T use YOUR influence with papa against him!" And she laughed louder.
"Listen," he said, with peculiar earnestness.