He paused again to consider the astounding news. Somebody had been playing tricks on him. They were laughing even now. Suddenly his jaw set again. He transfixed Mary with steady eyes.
"Well, leaving the name part of it aside for a minute, let me ask you this: whose secretary are you?"
"Yours," answered Mary.
"No argument about that, is there?"
"None at all. I always made it perfectly clear that I was your secretary."
"Good," said Bill. "I have a matter of business to be attended to in the office. Come along, Miss Secretary."
He picked her up, tucked her under one arm and walked out of the library. Mary was too amazed even to struggle.
Aunt Caroline stared after them and shook her head.
"Do you know," she said, turning to Pete, "I have a notion that William will have his way about this matter."
"You're damned right he will, Aunt Caroline," said the theological student.