'
"Matters thanked him incoherently and went away.
"That day Kirke and I had a confidential conversation. 'Connie Starr,
I believe I am half a preacher right now. You marry me, and I will
study for the ministry.'
"'Kirke Connor,' I said, 'if any fraction of you is a minister, it
isn't on speaking terms with the rest of you. That's certain. And I
wouldn't marry you if you were a whole Conference. And I don't want to
marry a preacher of all people. And anyhow I am not going to get
married at all.'
"At breakfast the next morning father said, 'I believe Kirke Connor is
headed straight, for good and all. Now if some nice girl could just
marry him he would be safe enough.'
"Aunt Grace looked at him warningly. 'But of course no nice girl could
do it, yet,' she interposed quickly. 'It wouldn't be safe. He can't
marry until he is sure of himself.'
"'Oh, I don't know,' I said thoughtfully. 'Provided the girl were
clever as well as nice, she could handle Kirke easily. Now I may not
be the nicest girl in the world, but no one can deny that I am clever.'
"Father swallowed helplessly. Then he rallied. 'By the way, Connie,
won't you come down to Burlington with me for a couple of days? I have
a lot of work to do there, and we can have a nice little honeymoon all
by ourselves.
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