"Georgie mine, if we had never met could we have ever been so happy?
Impossible! Impossible! Before I pray for you to-night, I thank God
for you.

"I have kissed the corner where I shall just be able to squeeze in--
good-night."

Such was her letter-disloyal to women in its exposure of those truths
of women's love which are theirs by the heritage of ages, by their
daily training from childhood upward, and against which they should
most desperately battle; simple in its ideas of religion; silly in its
baby sentiment.

Such was my Mary.




CHAPTER V.

Beefsteak For 14 Palace Gardens.



I.

Friday was the night of the incident in the library between Bob Chater
and Mary; Saturday the exchange of love in the Park between Mary and
her George; Saturday evening the writing of Mary's letter; upon Monday
George read it.