And if you don't believe that, you can ask Judy.

Judy has found out a lot about God lately.
"You won't think I am talking nonsense, or am belittling the occasion will you, uncle, dear ?" she added anxiously.

"I am not,--truly, I am not,--I am very serious.

But I can't help being a little excited, can I?
Because it is terrible to love a banker-uncle, as I love you, and at the same time to love a genius-man, as I love my man, and--and--not know what you two dearest men in the world are going to do to each other." And, at this, the girl's arms were about his neck again, and the girl's head went down on his shoulder; and he felt her cheek hot with blushes against his and a very suspicious drop of moisture slipped down inside his collar.
When he had held Betty Jo very close for a while, and had whispered comforting things in her ear, and had smiled over her shoulder at his old teacher, the banker sent the girl to find her lover while he should have a serious talk with Auntie Sue.
The long shadows of the late afternoon were on the mountain-side when Brian Kent and Betty Jo came down the hill to the little log house by the river.
The girl had said to him simply, "You are to come, now, Brian;--Auntie Sue and Mr.Ward sent me to tell you." She was very serious, and as they walked together clung closely to his arm.

And the man, too, seeming to feel the uselessness of words for such an occasion, was silent.