I knew beforehand, or thought I knew, that you didn't care in that way." "Maybe I have been wrong," she replied, "in not seeing that you cared so much, and have given you a wrong impression.

I thought you knew how it was all the time." "Knew how what was ?" he asked, looking up.
"Why," she said, "knew how Van and I were." "I knew that Van cared for you a great deal." "Yes, but you know," she went on, hesitating and confused, "you know we are engaged.

We have been engaged for nearly two years." "But _he_ don't consider himself as engaged!" The words were almost out of Haight's mouth, but he shut his teeth against them and kept silence--he hardly knew why.
"Suppose Vandover were out of the question," he said, getting up and smiling in order not to seem as serious as he really was.
"Ah," she said, smiling back at him.

"I don't know; that's a hard question to answer.

I've never _asked_ myself _that_ question." "Well, I'm saving you the trouble, you see," he answered, still smiling.
"I am asking it _for_ you." "But I don't want to answer such a question off-hand like that; how can I tell?
It would only be _perhaps_, just now." Young Haight answered quickly that "just now" he would be contented with that "perhaps"; but Turner did not hear this.