"That," he said, "is our little marriage ceremony under God's sky, and no other can be more binding. As soon as you, in the plentitude of your maiden power, will fix a day for the other one, and when we can get that over, then we will begin our little journey together."
"But Reginald!"
"Well, dear!"
"You haven't said anything."
"Haven't I? I thought I had said it all."
"But you haven't said it for yourself!"
"You say what you want,—and I'll repeat it quite as well as you did."
"I can't do that. Say it yourself."
"I will be your true husband for the rest of the journey;—by which I mean it to be understood that I take you into partnership on equal terms, but that I am to be allowed to manage the business just as I please."
"Yes;—that you shall," she said, quite in earnest.