"Does my Aunt Caroline know you're against it?"
"I think not. We merely discussed it. I didn't express any opinion."
Bill rose and took a turn about the room. He stretched comfortably. He was breathing normally again.
"Gee!" he exclaimed. "I'm glad they haven't got you hooked up on it. But you certainly had me guessing for a while."
Mary was smiling faintly as she watched him.
"You stick by me and I'll stick by you," he said, walking back to the table. "We'll put rollers under Aunt Caroline yet."
"Oh, no, Mr. Marshall. Remember, you promised to make a beginning."
"Well, we'll put that valet on skids, anyhow."
Mary pursed her lips and considered.