Outside, concealed behind a cab horse, was the erring but bitterly repentant husband; inside, her tenderest thoughts racing tumultuously toward him, was an unhappy child-wife begging to be begged to pardon.
For a New York reporter, and a Harvard graduate of charm and good manners, it was too easy.
"I do not know you," said her ladyship.

But even as she spoke she motioned to the butler to go away.

"You must be one of his new friends." Her tone was one of envy.
"Indeed, I am his newest friend," Philip assured her; "but I can safely say no one knows his thoughts as well as I.And they are all of you!" The china shepherdess blushed with happiness, but instantly she shook her head.
"They tell me I must not believe him," she announced.

"They tell me--" "Never mind what they tell you," commanded Philip.

"Listen to ME.