"Dearie," she said earnestly, "get that nonsense out of your head and be sensible. I'd just like to see any two men who could make me think about—well—what you seem to have in your mind."
"But I don't know what to do," went on Laura. "Can't you see, Elfie, I don't know what to do. If I don't tell him, Will will come back and he'll tell him. I know John, and maybe——" Fearfully she added: "Do you know, I think John would kill him!"
"Nonsense!" laughed the girl. "Don't waste your time worrying about that. Now, let's get down to cases. We haven't much time. Business is business, and love is love. You're long on love, and I'm long on business, and, between the two of us, we ought to straighten this thing out. Now, evidently John is coming on here to marry you."
"Yes."
"And you love him?"
"Yes."
"And, as far as you know, the moment that he comes in here, it's quick to the justice and a wedding?"
"Yes; but you see how impossible it is——"
"I don't see that anything is impossible. From all you've said to me about this fellow, there is only one thing to do."
"What is that?"