I don't know whether she means to keep her word to me or not, but she's with him every day.
They're seen together everywhere except where Louis really belongs." "It looks to me," said Gordon mildly, "as though he were really in love with her." "Gordon! How _can_ you say such a thing in such a sympathetic tone!" "Why--aren't you sorry for them ?" "I'm sorry for Louis--and perfectly disgusted.

I _was_ sorry for her; an excess of sentimentality.

But she hasn't kept her word to me." "Did she promise not to gad about with him ?" "That was the spirit of the compact; she agreed not to marry him." "Sometimes they--don't marry," observed Gordon, twirling his thumbs.
Lily looked up quickly; then flushed slightly.
"What do you mean, Gordon ?" "Nothing specific; anything in general." "You mean to hint that--that Louis--Louis Neville could be--permit himself to be so common--so unutterably low--" "Better men have taken the half-loaf." "Gordon!" she exclaimed, scarlet with amazement and indignation.
"Personally," he said, unperturbed, "I haven't much sympathy with such affairs.

If a man can't marry a girl he ought to leave her alone; that's my idea of the game.

But men play it in a variety of ways.