11/21 Please don't ever let me be a big tame. I don't want to be commonplace and ordinary. I want to be natural--and good." "You couldn't be like other women," he declared, and there was more tenderness than hunger in his tone now, as she looked up at him trustingly from the shelter of his arms. "It would spoil you to grow up." "It is so good to be alive and to love you like this!" she continued, dreamily, staring into the fire. "I seem to have come out of a gloomy house into the glory of a warm spring day, for my eyes are blinded and I can't see half the beautifuls I want to, there are so many about me." "Those are my arms," interjected the soldier, lightly, in an effort to ward off her growing seriousness. |