Not altogether.

I guess I've just about got to keep you.
It--takes two to make a home, and--I've got my heart set on us making a home outa the Lazy A again; you and me, making a home for us and your dad.

How--how does that sound to you, Jean ?" Jean was wiping her eyes as unobtrusively as she might.

She did not answer.
"How does it sound, you and me making a home together ?" Lite was growing pale, and his hands trembled.

"Tell me." "It sounds--good," said Jean unsteadily.
For several minutes Lite did not say a word.