Instead, he drew her arm though his, and together they paced up and down the path they had come by, while he laid his plans before her, and confessed to the dreams he had dreamt of their wedded life.

It was a radiant afternoon in the distance the sea lay deep blue, with turquoise shallows; a great white bird of a ship, her canvas spread to the breeze, was making for ...
why, to-day he did not care whether for port or for "home"; the sun went down in a blaze behind a bank of emerald green.

And little Polly agreed with everything he said--was all one lovely glow of acquiescence.

He thought no happier mortal than himself trod the earth..