Try as he would, his heart was leaping in him for joy.

With Vandover out of the way, he knew that all would be different; Turner herself had said so.
"Oh, everything is wrong," said Turner, with tears in her eyes.

"I have been so disappointed in Van; oh, terribly disappointed." "I know; yes, I think I know what you mean," answered young Haight in a low voice.
"Oh, please don't let's talk about it at all," cried Turner.

But young Haight could not stop now.
"Is Van really out of the question, then ?" he asked.
"Oh, yes," she exclaimed, not seeing what he was coming to.

"Oh, yes; how could I--how _could_ I care for him after--after what has happened ?" Very much embarrassed, young Haight went on: "I know it's unfair to take advantage of you now, but do you remember what you said once?
That if Vandover were out of the question, that _'perhaps'_ you might--that it would be--that there might be a chance for me ?" Turner was silent for a long time, and then she said: "Yes, I remember." "Well, how about that _now_ ?" asked young Haight with a nervous laugh.
"Ah," answered Turner, "how do I know--so soon!" "But what do you _think_, Turner ?" he persisted.
"But I haven't thought at all," she returned.
"Well, think now!" he went on.