"Rebellious to the last!" said I, with a sigh to think that I must now write the word "Finis" to my little farce.
"Yes," she answered. "Rebellious to the last. I shall never consent to be the heroine of a book again, until--"
She paused and looked at Stuart.
"Until what?" he asked, tenderly.
"Until you write your autobiography," said she. "I have always wanted of be the heroine of that."
And throwing down my pen, I discovered I was alone.