The gray bulk of a policeman--the light from the street lamp reflected in his star--loomed up on the corner as they descended from the car.
* * * * * * * * * * Condy had intended to call his diver's story "A Submarine Romance," but Blix had disapproved.
"It's too 'Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea,'" she had said.

"You want something much more dignified.

There is that about you, Condy, you like to be too showy; you don't know when to stop.

But you have left off red-and-white scarfs, and I am very glad to see you wearing white shirt-fronts instead of pink ones." "Yes, yes, I thought it would be quieter," he had answered, as though the idea had come from him.

Blix allowed him to think so.
But "A Victory Over Death," as the story was finally called, was a success.