Lil, during the few days that I have to be in the city, let's find the house, let's nose around and choose the roof under which you and I will spend all the rest of our honeymoon.

What do you say, dear ?" "I'd love it, Geordie; I'd just love it.

A little house, smaller than this, with windows that catch the sun, quite near the Park, so that we can toddle across and watch the children playing.

Wouldn't that be nice?
And now I think I'll ring for some one to show me Joan's room and creep in and suggest that she gets up." But there was no need.

The door opened, and Joan came in, with eyes like stars.
IX Three o'clock that afternoon found the Harleys still in Martin's house, with Mrs.Harley fidgetting to get George out for a walk in order that she might enjoy an intimate, mother-talk with Joan, and Joan deliberately using all her gifts to keep him there in order to avoid it.
Lunch had been a simple enough affair as lunches go, lifted above the ordinary ruck of such meals by the 1906 Chateau Latour and the Courvoisier Cognac from the cellar carefully stocked by Martin's father.