"We should meet Mr. Norcot, for there he comes," she answered.
"I feel that I should like to go to him and take him out of his saddle and crush him like an eggshell."
"My valiant sweetheart! You may indeed have to do so some day. Drop back now, dear John, and let my cheeks cool. Oh, how lovely a thing it is to have this mighty secret between us!"
"If I died now," he said, "I should have had far, far more than my share of the good of the world."
"Talk not of dying. You must live for me."
"That will I—and die for you if need be."
"We'll live and die together, John. Now fall you back, my own dear love—else Mr. Peter will grow jealous."
Thus it came about that when the manufacturer winked at young Lee and called him "a lucky dog," he uttered a great truth, although he was quite ignorant of the fact.