And--and I'm a lot older than you." "Oh, it isn't that," replied Nan hastily, fearing he might be feeling sore over the disparity in their respective ages.

She did not want him to be hurt about things that would never have counted at all had she loved him.
"Well, if I wait till Monday--that's four days--will that do ?" he asked.
"Yes.

I'll tell you then." "Thank you"-- very simply.

He lifted her hands to his lips.

"And remember," he added desperately, "that I love you, Nan--you're my whole world." He paced the short length of the room and back, and when he came to her side again, every trace of emotion was wiped out of his face.
"Now I'm going to take you back home.