Dan came out
and marched across to the lilacs.
"'Connie,' he said, 'I am sorry to interrupt, but I need to talk to you
a few minutes. It is a matter of business.' To Buddy he said, 'You
know Connie always helps me out when I get stuck. Can you give me a
minute, Connie?'
"I said, 'Of course I can. You'll excuse me won't you, Buddy? It is
getting late anyhow.'
"So Buddy went away and Dan marched we up on the porch where it was
dark and shady.
"'Are you engaged to Buddy Johnson?'
"'No.'
"'Thank Heaven.'
"Dan kissed me, regardless of the accusing eyes of my husband in the
background."
Carol breathed loudly in her relief. He kissed her. Connie did not
care. They were engaged.
"Dan breathlessly took back everything he ever said about getting
married, and being a bachelor, and so forth. He said he was crazy to
be married, always had been, but didn't find it out before. He said he
had always adored me. And I drew out my note-book, and showed him the
first page,--Doctor Daniel Brooks, O. K. And every other name in the
book was checked off.
"Dan was jubilant." Connie's voice trailed away slowly, and her
earnest fine eyes were cloudy.
"An engagement," cried Carol, springing up.
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