If you'll take me, you shall never be sorry for it." He looked at her again, sorely embarrassed, hating himself, yet inwardly sure of her.

Her small frame shook with weeping.

And presently she turned from him and said in a fierce voice: "Go and tell all that to Elsie Maddison!" Infinitely relieved, Roger gave a quick, excited laugh.
"She'd soon send me about my business! I should be a day too late for the fair, in _that_ quarter.

What do you think she and I have been talking about all this time, Daphne ?" "I don't care," said Daphne hastily, with face still averted.
"I'm going to tell you, all the same," cried Roger triumphantly, and diving into his coat pocket he produced "my tutor's letter." Daphne sat immovable, and he had to read it aloud himself.

It contained the rapturous account of Herbert French's engagement to Miss Maddison, a happy event which had taken place in England during the Eton holidays, about a month before this date.
"There!" cried the young man as he finished it.