"More than I had any idea it would."
Madison shrugged his big, square shoulders, and sinking into a chair, said laconically:
"I'm sorry."
"He cautioned me to be very careful, and to be sure I knew my way."
"That's right," nodded Madison approvingly.
Laura took a couple of cushions from a sofa near one of the windows, and returning to where he was sitting, threw them on the ground near his chair. From the interior of the house floated the soulful strains of a Chopin nocturne. Sitting down quietly at his feet, she said softly:
"John."
"What, dear?"
"We've been very happy all summer."
"Very."