"
"If it ever begins, tell me," he begged, "and we'll join the Salvation
Army. There's life enough even for you."
"I beat you," she teased, irrelevantly. "I am surprised,--a great big
man like you."
"And to-morrow we'll be in St. Louis."
"Yes," she assented, weakening swiftly. "And the mansers will have me
in their deadly clutch."
"The only manser who will clutch you is myself." He drew her closer in
his arm as he spoke. "And you like it."
"Yes, I love it. And I like the mansers already. I hope they like me.
I am improving, you know. I am getting more dignified every day.
Maybe they will think I am a born Presbyterian if you don't give me
away. Have you noticed how serious I am getting?" She pinched
thoughtfully at his chin. "David Duke, we have been married two whole
weeks, and it is the most delicious, and breathless, and amazing thing
in the world. It is life--real life--all there is to life, really,
isn't it?"
"Yes, life is love, they say, so this is life. All the future must be
like this."
"I never particularly yearned to be dead," she said, wrinkling her
brows thoughtfully, "but I never even dreamed that I could be so happy.
I am awfully glad I didn't die before I found it out.
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