"This thing has gradually been growing on us."
"That's true," he assented.
Musingly she went on:
"I little thought when I came out here to Denver to play in a little stock company, that it was going to bring me all this happiness; but it has, hasn't it?"
He smiled indulgently and caressed her golden hair. Changing her position, she got up and sat on his knee, her arms around his neck. After a moment's silence she said:
"Now the season's over, there's nothing to keep me in Colorado. I've got to go back to New York and work."
"I know," he replied gloomily. "I've been awake all night thinking about it."
"Well?" she asked anxiously.
"Well?" he repeated, without satisfying her curiosity.
"What are we going to do?" she inquired.