42/55 Mercy on us! we ought to adore each other--unless we have forgotten the quarrelsome but adorable friendship of our childhood. _I_ thought you were the perfection of all boys." "I thought there was no girl to equal you, Geraldine." She turned audaciously, not quite knowing what she was saying: "Think so now, Duane! It will be good for us both." "Do you mean it ?" "Not--seriously," she said.... "And, Duane, please don't be too serious with me. I am--you make me uncertain--you make me uncomfortable. |