“June, my darling.”
“Hush, Guy, Scott and Carrie will hear you.”
“Well, what if they do? It is no disgrace to call you that name, is it?”
“No, but it is foolish.”
“Haven’t you studied my character yet enough to know your own heart?” Guy asked as he pushed the boat from the shore, leaving Scott and Carrie still on the bank.
“I do not know. I have studied your ways, but really I have failed to find many faults. I do not see you using tobacco, and——”
“Oh, June, I do not care a penny for the weed, and now when I come to think of it, I do not wonder that you dislike it, for it is a filthy habit, but about my other faults, June?”
“You must have overcome them or——” she stopped speaking and looked down into the water.
“Do not be afraid to say it, June, darling, either I have improved or you are learning to love me in spite of my faults. Is not that it?”
“I guess so,” said June, without raising her eyes.