"Nothing," said Gatewood firmly, "can make me believe that Kerns ought not to marry somebody; and I'm never going to let up on him until he does.

I'll bet I could fix him for life if I called in the Tracer to help me.

Isn't it extraordinary how Kerns has kept out of it all these years ?" The attractive girl beside him turned her face once more so that her clear, sweet eyes were directly in line with his.
"It _is_ extraordinary," she said seriously.

"I think you ought to drop in at the club some day when you can corner him and bully him." "I don't want to go to the club," said the infatuated man.
"Why, dear ?" He looked straight at her and she flushed prettily, while a tint of color touched his own face.

Which was very nice of him.