Was he thinking of Constance or of Prudence? Jessie wondered. He had hurt one and he might be going to hurt the other. How strange their names were, when one came to think of it, Constance and Prudence….Jessie was somehow a more comfortable name, without any reproach in it. Did he love Prudence, anyway, and did she love him? Oh, well, thought Jessie as Fabian bent his head to kiss her, even if she did she would soon get over it.
