"Nice sort of talk
for a heroine to a hero. Makes it easy for me, eh?"
"I must say if you manage to get a proposal in now you're a genius,"
said I.
"Oh--as for that, I got reckless when I saw how things were going,"
returned Harley. "I lost my temper, and took it out of poor Parker.
He proposes, as you will see when you come to it; but it isn't
realism--it's compulsion. I simply forced him into it--poor devil.
But go on and read for yourself."
I did so, as follows:)
This was hardly the treatment Parker had expected at the hands of one
who had been undeniably gracious to him at the card-table the night
before. He had received the notice that she was to be his partner at
the tables with misgivings, on his arrival at Mrs. Stoughton's,
because his recollection of her behavior towards him at the
MacFarland dance had led him to believe that he was personally
distasteful to her; but as the evening at cards progressed he felt
instinctively drawn towards her, and her vivacity of manner,
cleverness at repartee, and extreme amiability towards himself had
completely won his heart, which victory their little tete-a-tete
during supper had confirmed.
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