"Certainly."
"He does know a lot, doesn't he? He's like you. He reads and and thinks—and—— He's away ahead of Fatty except—— You don't mind my having the man with the most money?"
"Not in the least," laughed Susan. "Money's another thing I'm glad to rest from thinking about."
"But this'll last only a few days longer. And—If you managed
John Redmond right, Lorna——"
"Now—you must not try to make me think."
"Lorna—are you really happy?"
"Can't you see I am?"
"Yes—when we're all together. But when—when you're alone with him——"
Susan's expression stopped her. It was a laughing expression; and yet— Said Susan: "I am happy, dear—very happy. I eat and drink and sleep—and I am, oh, so glad to be alive."
"Isn't it good to be alive!—if you've got plenty," exclaimed Etta. "I never knew before. This is the dream, Lorna—and I think I'll kill myself if I have to wake."