“Then I shan’t either. I don’t want to go. I want—the acre of Paradise.”
“Where will I meet you, Jane?”
“Here—at four.”
“I’ll be there.”
“Until then, good-by, and, Phil——”
“Yes.”
“Please wear that flannel shirt, disreputable hat and——”
“And the beard?”
“No—not the beard. But I want to be convinced there’s no mistake.”
“I’d rather convince you without them.”