"I am not afraid. You
kissed me yesterday and it didn't hurt me. Kiss me, David,--I don't
care if I do get it."
He laughed at her then, uncertainly, brokenly, but he laughed. "Oh, no
you don't, my lady," he said. "You've got to keep strong and well to
take care of me. You want to get sick so you'll get half the petting."
Like a flash came the revelation of what her future was to be. "Oh, of
course," she cried, in a changed voice. "Of course we must be
careful,--I forgot. I'll have to keep very strong and rugged, won't I?
Indeed, I will be careful."
Then they sat silent again.
"Out west," he said at last dreamily. "Out west. I've always wanted
to go west. Not just this way, but--maybe it is our chance, Carol."
"Of course it is. We'll just rest and play a couple of months, and
then come back better than ever. No, let's get a church out there and
stay forever. That will be Safety First. Isn't it grand we have that
money in the bank, David? Think how solemn it would be now if we were
clear broke, as we were before we decided to economize and start a
bank-account."
David nodded, smiling, but the smile was grave. The little
bank-account was very fine, but to David, lying there with the wreck of
his life about him, the outlook was solemn in spite of it.
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