"'Friend,'" he commented.
"Well, that's all right! I am her friend, as well as I know how to be.
'Lover.' I come in there, full force.

I did my level best on that score, though I can't boast myself a howling success; a man can't do more than he knows, and if I had been familiar with all the wiles of expert, professional love-makers, they wouldn't have availed me in the Girl's condition.

I had a mighty peculiar case to handle in her, and not a particle of training.

But if she says 'Lover,' I must have made some kind of a showing on the job.

'Husband.'" A slow flush crept up the brawny neck and tinged the bronzed face.