Two things besides,
and I can say, 'All present or accounted for.' Mr. Wayland is a
student, and has a splendid library. He coached me--that was your old
college jargon--on books, and Mrs. Wayland coached me on society. So
here I am, weighing a hundred and twenty pounds, more or less, and
ready for another gallop;" and away she went, the embodiment of
beautiful life.
"One more question, Madge," he said, as they slackened pace again.
"Why wouldn't you write to me oftener?"
"I don't like to write letters. Mine to Mary were scarcely more than
notes. Ask her. Are you satisfied now? Am I a sphinx--a conundrum--any
longer?"
"No; and at last I am more than content that you are not little
Madge."
"Why, this is famous, as Dr. Sommers says. When was a man ever known
to change his mind before?"
"I've changed mine so often of late that I'm fairly dizzy. You are
setting me straight at last."
Madge laughed outright, and after a moment said, "Now account for
yourself. What places did you visit abroad?"
He began to tell her, and she to ask questions that surprised him,
showing that she had some idea of even the topography and color of
the region, and a better knowledge of the history and antiquities
than himself.
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