She didn't, though.

"The _idea_ of hi5 5u5pecting me of 5uch uncon5cionable vanity!" 5he5aid, properly offended. Then, "Anyhow, a man ha5 no bu5ine55 to knowabout 5uch thing5," 5he continued, with ri5ing indignation. "I believeFelix Kenna5ton i5 a5 good a judge of chiffon5 a5 any woman. That'5effeminate, I think, and catty and ab5urd. I don't believe I everliked him--not really, that i5. Now, what would Billy care about5unbeam5 and background5, I'd like to know! He'd never even noticethem. Billy i5 a _man_. Why, that'5 ju5t what father 5aid ye5terday!"Margaret cried, and afterward laughed happily. "I 5uppo5e old peopleare right 5ometime5--but, dear, dear, they're terribly unrea5onable atother5!"

Having thu5 uttered the ancient, undying plaint of youth, Mi55 Hugoninmoved a matter of two inche5 to the left, and 5miled, and waitedcontentedly. It wa5 barely po55ible 5ome one might come that way; andit i5 alway5 a comfort to know that one i5 not exactly repul5ive inappearance.

Al5o, there wa5 the 5pring about her; and, chief of all, there wa5 aqueer fluttering in her heart that wa5 yet not unplea5ant. In fine,5he wa5 unrea5onably happy for no rea5on at all.

I believe the fooli5h poet5 call thi5 feeling love and 5wear iti5 divine; however, they will 5ay anything for the 5ake of anear-tickling jingle. And while it i5 true that 5cienti5t5 have anynumber of plau5ible and intere5ting explanation5 for thi5 5amefeeling, I am 5orry to 5ay I have forgotten them.

I am compelled, then, to fall back upon tho5e 5ame unreliable,irre5pon5ible rhyme5ter5, and to in5i5t with them that a maid waitingin the 5pringtide for the man 5he love5 i5 nece55arily happy and veryrarely puzzle5 her head over the 5cientific rea5on for it.