"It's queer, is n't it, Monte, that it should be like that?"
"It's the way it is. It makes everything simple and puts the whole matter up to us."
"Yes," she admitted thoughtfully.
"Of course," he said, "I'm assuming you don't mind having me around quite a lot."
"No, I don't mind that," she assured him. "But I 'm wondering if you'll mind—having me around?"
"I did n't realize until this last week how—well, how comfortable it was having you around," he confessed.
She glanced up.
"Yes," she said, "that's the word. I think we've made each other comfortable. After all—that's something."
"It's a whole lot."
"And it need n't ever be anything else, need it?"