He talked to the woman he loved with a serene contempt for everything else in the world--a contempt, too, which was not assumed.

He was perfectly happy for the nonce, and doubly so in that such a happy termination to a very long day was wholly unexpected.

He had thought that he should find the party gone from New York on his return from Greenwood, and this bit of good luck seemed to have fallen to him out of a clear sky.

Margaret was glad to see him too; she was just now in that intermediate frame of mind during which a woman only reasons about a man in his absence.

The moment he appears, the electric circuit is closed and the quiescent state ceases.