"
Carol squeezed David's hand and gurgled rapturously. This was her
great delight, to get Connie talking, so cleverly, of her variegated
and cosmopolitan love-affairs.
"'I suppose you are surprised,' I said kindly, 'and naturally you think
it rather queer. You mustn't let any one know. Mount Mark could never
comprehend such modernity. I feel very advanced, myself. I want to
spring up and shout, "Votes for Women" or "Up with the Red Flag," or
"Villa Forever," or something else outspoken and bloody.'"
Carol and David shook with laughter, silently, not to interrupt the
story.
"'How about love, Connie?' suggested Dan, meekly.
"'I believe in love, absolutely. That is my strongest point. As soon
as I find a champion, I am going to concentrate all my energy and all
my talent on falling dead in love with him.'
"'Have you found any eligibles yet?'
"'Yes, Harvey Grath, and Robert Ingersoll, and Cal Keith, and Doctor
Meredith.'
"'Where do I come in?'
"'Oh, we know each other too well,' I said with discouraging
promptness. 'The real fascination in getting married is the novelty of
it. There wouldn't be any novelty in marrying you. I know as much
about you as your mother does. Eggs fried over, meat well done, no
gravy, breakfast in bed Sunday morning, sporting pages first,--it would
be like marrying father.
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