To Aldous she became more beautiful every time he looked at her.

But this morning he did not speak what was in his heart when, for a moment, he held her hand, and looked into her eyes.
Instead, he said: "Good morning, Ladygray.

Have you used----" "I have," she smiled.

"Only it's Potterdam's Tar Soap, and not the other.
And you--have not shaved, John Aldous!" "Great Scott, so I haven't!" he exclaimed, rubbing his chin.

"But I did yesterday afternoon, Ladygray!" "And you will again this afternoon, if you please," she commanded.