[CHAPTER XXVI]
Without References
The transaction of Bill Marshall's business required upward of half an hour. When it came to driving a bargain, Mary Wayne admitted that he was ruthless and inexorable. He rode rough-shod over opposition; he crushed it.
"You're worse than a trust," she said, wrinkling her nose at him.
"I'm a monopoly," he admitted. "I've got the whole world."
Mary sighed and began straightening his tie.
"But you treated me so badly," she complained.
"Because I loved you," he said, kissing her some more. "Do I have to explain that all over again?"