For my part, I will try not to give way to panics about you, if you will promise to cable occasionally, and to write as often as you can." "_You_ won't go and get ill, will you, Helen ?" She smiled, laying her cheek on the top of his head, as she bent over him.
"I never get ill, darling.

Like you, I am sound in wind and limb.

We are a most healthy couple." "We shall both be thirty, Helen, before we meet again.

You will attain to that advanced age a month before I shall.

On your birthday I shall drink your health in some weird concoction of juices; and I shall say to all the lions and tigers, hippopotamuses, cockatrices and asps, sitting round my camp fire: 'You will hardly believe it, my heathen hearers, out in this well-ordered jungle, where the female is kept in her proper place--but my wife has had the cheek to march up to-day into the next decade, leaving me behind in the youthful twenties!'-- Oh, Helen, I wish we had a little kiddie playing around! I am tired of being the youngest of the family." She clasped both hands about his throat.