A novel that deals with a question, old and yet ever new — how far should an engagement of marriage bind two persons who discover they no longer love.
overed car, Justin asked, "Where did you discover her?" Anthony, his eyes fixed on the muddy road ahead of them, gave a brief outline: "Professionally. The mother died in those rooms. The girl is alone, except for Miss Matthews and the old Lane sisters who own the house and live in the lower part. I have constituted myself a sort of guardian for Bettina--the mother requested it, and I couldn't refuse."
"I see." Justin asked no more questions, but settled himself back in a cushioned corner, and as the two men rode on in silence, their thoughts were centered on the single vision of a shadowy room, and of a slender golden-haired, black-robed figure against a background of glowing flame.
All that night and the next day the doctor battled with Death, and came out triumphant. By four o'clock in the afternoon the old man with pneumonia showed signs of holding his own.
Worn out, Anthony drove back toward the sanatorium. The rain was over, but a heavy fog had rolled in, so that the doctor's little
Anthony asks Bettina to marry him after he learns that Diana is engaged. Bettina says yes but then Diana comes back and she's broken her engagement. Then Justin comes into the picture. He's in love with Bettina and she just might feel something for him. It's chock full of misunderstandings and is a so-so read. 3-stars.