"
"He didn't know," I said.
"He should have been sure before providing for the ceremony, after
hearing what I had promised you I would and would not do," said
Marguerite.
"But--I never told him anything about your promise!" I shouted,
desperately. "He has done all this unwittingly."
"Is that true? Didn't you tell him?" she cried, eagerly grasping my
hand.
Her manner left no doubt in my mind as to who the hero of her choice
would be--and again I sighed to think that it was not I.
"As true as that I stand here," I said. "I never told him."
She shrugged her shoulders.
"Oh, well, you know what I mean!" I said, excitedly. "Wherever I do
stand, it's as true as that I stand there."
The phrase was awkward, but it fulfilled its purpose.
"Why didn't you tell him?" she asked.
"Because I didn't think it necessary. Fact is," I added, "I had a
sort of notion that if you married anybody in one of Harley's books,
if Harley had his own way it would be to the man who--who tells the
sto--"
A loud noise interrupted my remark and I started up in alarm, and in
an instant I found myself back in my rooms in town once more.
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