“Then, to-morrow,” he decided, driving up to the cobbler’s shop. “I’ll come for you at nine o’clock.... Look at me, Jinnie.”
Slowly she dragged a pair of unfathomable blue eyes to his.
“We’re going to be happy for one whole beautiful day, Jinnie,” said he hoarsely.
He helped her out, and neither one spoke again. The motor started away, and the girl rushed into the shop. 213
Lafe had just said to Peggy, “There they be! He’s been after ’er!”
“Lafe, Lafe dear,” Jinnie gurgled. “I’m going with ’im to-morrow. All day with the birds and flowers! Oh, Peggy dear, I’m so happy!”
Mrs. Grandoken glared at her.
“Ugh! ’S if it matters to me whether you’re happy or not!”
Jinnie stooped and smothered Bobbie with caresses. With his arms tightly about her neck, he purred contentedly,
“My stars’re all shinin’ bright, Jinnie.”