THE SMART TRICK OF THEREPAIRER THAT NOBODY IS DISCUSSING

As I changed into the town with Hawberk I listened to Constance murmur a little something to Louis which I didn't recognize; but Louis whispered "My darling," in reply; and all over again, strolling forward with Hawberk throughout the square I read a murmur of "sweetheart," and "my own Constance," and I understood enough time had nearly arrived Onc