"'Sweetheart, forgive me. I am a brute, I know. Knock me on the head
with the oil can, won't you? Don't cry, sweetheart,--Emily, don't.'
"Finally Emily spoke. 'You are as mean and hateful as you can be,
Rodney Carter,' she said, burrowing more deeply into his shoulder.
'And I despise you. And I am going to marry you, too, just to get even
with you. Give me back my engagement ring.' Rodney ecstatically did.
The touch of her lovely, material body must have thrilled him, for he
kissed her all over the top of the head, her face being hidden.
"I stood my ground. I was looking for literary material since I never
have a chance to make romance for myself. Emily spoke again.
"'I know now that the Vast Infinite intends us for each other. I have
been dwelling in Perfect Harmony the last four days, trusting the All
Perfection to bring us together again. So I know that our union was
decreed from the foundation by the Universal sphere. I tell you, Rod,
you can't get ahead of the Infinite.'
"Then I went to my own room, and they never knew when I left,--they
didn't even remember I had been there. But as I came back from
answering the phone at eleven o'clock, I met Rod in the hall. He had
some books in his hand.
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