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He was astounded to hear himself uttering them,
although with the very speaking he realized now that they were true.
"Sorry, Marion," he muttered. "I didn't mean all that. I'm excited.
That's all."
When he sat down beside her again and tried to take her hand, she
drew it away.
"You've been very cruel, Graham," she said. "I've been selfish.
Every girl who is terribly in love is selfish. I am going to give
you your ring, and leave you free to do whatever you want."
Her generosity overcame him. He was instantly ashamed, humbled.
"Don't!" he begged. "Don't let me go. I'll just go to the dogs.
If you really care?"
"Care!" she said softly. And as he buried his head in her lap she
stroked his hair softly. Her eyes, triumphant, surveyed the long
room, with its satin-paneled walls, its French furniture, its
long narrow gilt-framed mirrors softening the angles of the four
corners.
Some day all this would be hers. For this she would exchange the
untidy and imitation elegance of her present setting.


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