No matter which, for in love we are blind,
Having met Mrs. Ruth as stated before,
He began at once to love and adore.
“Just the thing,” quoth he, “for one of my age.
Though friends may laugh and children may rage,
I’ll offer my wealth, my heart and my name.
If she but accepts, a nice little game
We’ll play upon all; in secret we’ll wed,
Regardless of others—no matter what’s said.”
Strange things have happened, stranger to relate,