“Do you think I shall ever be able to qualify as a naval man’s wife?” Belle asked, laughing.
“You won’t have to qualify,” Dave assured her. “You’ve already passed all the necessary tests.”
“There were times yesterday when I was dreadfully afraid,” shuddered Belle.
“Then you have mastered the necessary secret of how to conceal your fears,” Darrin assured her. “There was many a time yesterday when I, too, was badly scared.”
“You?” cried Belle, gazing at her husband, in astonishment.
“Yes,” smiled Dave. “Did I betray myself?”
“You are jesting,” Belle declared. “I saw you often, in the worst of the fighting and your courage and endurance were magnificent. Not once did you show any sign of faltering.”
“None the less, I had my moments of scare,” Darrin assured her.
“You surely are jesting,” asserted Belle.
“Not a bit of it, my dear. Every man who has to fight and who is honest about it will admit that he is often badly scared.”