Then followed half an hour of bliss for the lovers such as the poets tell of in their verses of a glimpse of Paradise.
Although they exchanged a hundred vows of eternal affection, Lester Armstrong hesitated to speak of marriage yet.

Faynie was young--only eighteen.

There was plenty of time.

And to tell the truth, he dared not face the possibilities of it just yet.

It required a little more courage than he had been able to muster up to seek an audience with the millionaire--beard the lion in his den, as it were--and dare propose such a monstrously preposterous thing as the asking of his lovely, dainty young daughter's hand in marriage.