“Then we’re off,” concluded Farnsworth.
Don met Sally at noon at the dairy lunch where they had gone so often.
“Come on, little woman,” he greeted her. “This place may be all right for the wife of a clerk, but now you’re the wife of a bond salesman.”
“Don!”
“On a five-hundred-dollar raise.”
“We’ll stay right here,” she said; “but I’m going to celebrate by having two chocolate éclairs.”