haps you are right; I am rather an ignoramus."
"Why do you answer your own question? You can teach me many, many things, but what I should like best to learn would be how to please you, Miss Gladys."
"If you want to please me, don't call me Miss Gladys. I am well out of my teens, and do not care to be addressed in that school-girl fashion. I know you have heard other men speak of and to me in that manner; but it is an odious fashion, and I hate it."
"I beg your pardon, Miss Carleton,—I will not offend you again in that matter. What are you going to do this afternoon? You must send me away if I interfere with any of your engagements."
"I am going out at four, in Mr. Belhomme's yacht. I want to see the sunset over the waters. I promised my cousin, before he left, that I would go to a certain spot and get a particular view of the bay. I am quix-
