“You know, Jo, you must learn to be patient and await—developments.”
A light leaped to his eyes.
“I’ll wait! But the limit mustn’t be too far. Do you know what Gene confided to me to-night? He thinks that Kurt is in love with you!”
She laughed mirthlessly.
“Kurt! He wouldn’t know how to love. If he did, he wouldn’t let himself. He would hang on to his love like a Jew to a bargain. Who would want a grudging love?”
“He won’t be if he finds us lingering here. You reconnoitre and see if he is still in the window. I don’t intend to shinny up this tree. It’s so much easier going down than up.”
“You can go in the kitchen way. It’s cook’s affinity night, and she’s somewhere with Gus.”
“The kitchen is where I go in then. Jo, are you very sure that you are in love—enough to marry a thief? You’re only a boy. Better keep your love until you are older.”
“I am not a boy. I am two and twenty.”