And I've been thinking, too." Frank felt a faint warmth rise in his own heart.

"You mean you've been thinking over what I said the other day ?" Gertie bent lower over her frying-pan and scraped harder than ever.
"Do stop that confounded row one second!" shouted Frank.
The noise stopped abruptly.

Gertie glanced up and down again.

Then she began again, more gently.
"That's better," said Frank....

"Well, I hope you have," he went on paternally.