A wave of exultation swept over her, tingling through every nerve.

Under the spell her resolution to dally lightly with his emotion suffered a check that almost brought ignominious surrender.

Both of her hands were clasped in his when he exultingly resumed the charge against her heart, but she was rapidly regaining control of her emotions and he did not know that he was losing ground with each step he took forward.

Barbara Drew loved Brewster, but she was going to make him pay dearly for the brief lapse her composure had experienced.

When next she spoke she was again the Miss Drew who had been trained in the ways of the world, and not the young girl in love.
"I care for you a great deal, Monty," she said, "but I'm wondering whether I care enough to--to marry you." "We haven't known each other very long, Babs," he said, tenderly, "but I think we know each other well enough to be beyond wondering." "It is like you to manage the whole thing," she said, chidingly.