Excerpt: ...she suggested. "Oh, I must have left it at the hotel," I observed. "You might look-" said she, peering into the water. "Forever!" I assented. The Vision flushed, "I didn't mean-" she began. "But I did," quoth I, -"and every word of it." "Why, in that case," said she, and rose to her feet, "I'd better-" A frown wrinkled her brow; then a deep, curved dimple performed a similar office for her cheek. "I wonder-" said she. "Why, you would be a bold-faced jig," said I, composedly; "but, after all there is nobody about. And, besides, -for I suspect you of being one of the three dilapidated persons in veils who came last night, -we are going to be introduced right after supper, anyway." The Vision sat down. "You mentioned your sanatorium?" quoth she. "The Asylum of Love," said I; "discharged-under a false impression, -as cured, and sent to paradise. "Oh!" said I, defiant, "but it is!" She looked about her. "The woods are rather beautiful," she conceded, softly. "They form a quite appropriate background," said I. "It is a veritable Eden, before the coming of the snake." "Before?" she queried, dubiously. "Undoubtedly," said I, and felt my ribs, in meditative wise. "Ah, but I thought I missed something! We participate in a historic moment. This is in Eden immediately after the creation of-Well, but of course you are acquainted with that famous bull about Eve's being the fairest of her daughters?" "It is quite time," said she, judicially, "for me to go back to the hotel, before-since we are speaking of animals, -your presence here is noticed by one of the squirrels." "It is not good," I pleaded, "for man to be alone." "I have heard," said she, "that-almost any one can cite scripture to his purpose." I thrust out a foot for inspection. "No suggestion of a hoof," said I; "and not the slightest odour of brimstone, as you will kindly note; and my inoffensive name is Robert Townsend." "Of course," she submitted, "I could never think of making...