Of course, Percy's robust health was objectionable, but it wasn't insurmountable.

I could see that Anne loathed the thought of having him for a husband for thirty or forty years.

Anybody could see that,--even Percy must have possessed intelligence enough to see it for himself.

Finally, about six weeks ago, Anne rose above her environment.

She allowed Percy to propose, asked for a few days in which to make up her mind, and then came out with a point- blank refusal.