Are you ready ?" "I have a little packing to do," he said, looking after Jean, who was moving toward the tent.

"Twenty-seven prunes and--" "Me," laughed Josephine.

"Is it not necessary that you make room in your canoe for me ?" Philip's face flushed with pleasure.
"Of course it is," he cried.

"Everything has seemed so wonderfully unreal to me that for a moment I forgot that you were my--my wife.

But how about Jean?
He called me M'sieur Weyman." "He is the one other person in the world who knows what you and I know," she explained.