"What will our comradeship be like, when--when she is Dick's wife?" he
questioned himself, and then fell to work with fury.
Thus the delightful summer died into the past; there came a winter only
less good, with its dinners and dances, with quiet fireside evenings,
and yet another summer of the same close friendship that began to take
on the semblance of a permanent thing in life, all the richer as
experience grew deeper and knowledge wider and the best things dearer.
Whether they read or sang or discussed, though the world saw little
done, these three young people had the inestimable happiness of knowing
one another.