The Princess Passes
"What, make a discord in the music of your duet?"
"Dear old boy, we want you," said Jack.
I was grateful. "I can't tell how much I thank you," I answered. "But I'm in no mood for companionship. The fact is, I'm stunned for the moment, but I fancy that presently I shall find out I'm rather hard hit."
"No, you won't, unless you mope," broke in Molly. "On the contrary, you'll feel it less every day."
"Time will show," said I. "Anyhow, I must dree my own weird--whatever that means. I don't know, and never heard of anyone who did, but it sounds appropriate. I should like to do a walking tour alone in the desert, if it were not for the annoying necessity to eat and drink. I want to get away from all the people I ever knew or heard of--with the exceptions named."
"One would think you were the only person disappointed in love!" exclaimed Molly. "Why, I have a friend