It was hard to believe--too wonderful--this amazingly intimate feeling, this living with somebody, body and soul.

And what a child she had been before, a child in that solemn young resolve to marry Joe, this good, safe man, and raise a large family carefully.

It had been like a small girl thinking of dolls.

And like a small girl she had been in her panic on the night of her wedding, she thought.

How silly, ignorant, funny! No--she frowned--it had been real, pretty ugly while it lasted.