"Of course!" said Craig. "If you and he led a natural life you'd
have been married long ago. Now, I'm going to dine with him to-
night. I'll lay the case before him. He'll be out here after you
to-morrow."
Margaret trembled with anger. Two bright spots burned in her
cheeks. "You wouldn't dare!" she exclaimed breathlessly. "No, not
even you!"
"And why not?" demanded Craig calmly. "Do you suppose I'm going to
stand idly by, and let two friends of mine, two people I'm as fond
of as I am of you two creatures, make fools of yourselves? No. I
shall bring you together."
Margaret rose. "If you say a word to Grant I'll never speak to you
again. And I assure you I shouldn't marry HIM if he were the last
man on earth."
"If you only knew men better!" exclaimed Craig earnestly. His eyes
fascinated her, and his sharp, penetrating voice somehow seemed to
reach to her very soul and seize it and hold it enthralled. "My
dear child, Grant Arkwright is one man in a million. I've been
with him in times that show men's qualities. Don't judge men by
what they are ordinarily. They don't reveal their real selves.
Wait till a crisis comes--then you see manhood or lack of it.
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