Ackworth laughed at this truly feminine speech. "And you will never look at this again?" he said, teasingly, picking a fern.
"Ugh!" said Clarice, and, catching it from his hand, she flung it down on the sunny grass. "There--the past is gone with that."
"The Purple Fern has gone with the green fern," said Anthony. "Well, let it go, darling heart. You and I are together----"
"For ever and ever and ever," said Clarice, nestling in his arms.
"Amen," breathed the husband, piously, and truly meant it.