Who isn't happy when he's got what he wants--heaven without the bother of dying first?
I drop into her store two evenings a week to see her.

I can't stay long or people would talk.

Then I see her now and again--other places.

We have to be careful--mighty careful." "You must have been," said Arthur.

"I never heard a hint of this; and if anyone suspected, the whole town would be talking." "I guess the fact that she's a Wilmot has helped us.