She gave it to him for a moment, and then took it back again,--finding that he did not relinquish it of his own accord. "Stupid old goose!" she said to herself. "And now to my story. You know my boy, Felix?" The editor nodded his head. "He is engaged to marry that man's daughter."

She gave it to him for a moment, and then took it back again. "Stupid old goose!" she thought; and then said, "You know my boy, Felix? He is engaged to marry that man's daughter."
