half! This is much worse than you can think for Marion. When they took Marion away, we'd renewed our engagement as solemnly as we could; we'd sworn to one another by every sacred thing—Marion, that as long as she might live would never have any other man but me, and I, that I would never have any other woman. She came back and I found I still was crazy over her."
Peewee could understand that; he too was somewhat crazy over Mrs. Walter Wendell Markyn.
"She'd done so much, Jeffrey—she'd fought them for me, and beaten them, and now she'd come back here to marry me. She asked me if I'd kept our promise. I couldn't tell her 'No.' I was wild about her. I told her 'Yes.' I told Helen we were through, and she was game and square and didn't question it. I never heard from her again till day before yesterday."
"Then what?"
"She sent a note."
The circumstance interested Peewee inconsequentially. The sick woman had been able to
