"Men don't understand women."
"That's a horrid thought with our two lives to live out together."
He looked so sorry because he couldn't understand women that Susan kissed him, having satisfied herself that nobody was in sight. She said softly:
"Well, Joe, it is really my fault because I did disguise my disappointment very cleverly, didn't I?"
Quinney chuckled.
"Disguise it? Bless your simple heart! I saw two fat tears rolling down your cheeks. I was the one who disguised my disappointment."
Whereat Susan protested stoutly that she had never seen any man look so disgusted as her Joe, when the agent mentioned the price of the Dream Cottage. She concluded on a high note of assurance.
"Desperate diseases require desperate remedies. Now that we're here, we'll go in, and I'll let it soak in that the place is really and truly sold." Quinney nodded, and Miss Biddlecombe continued fluently, "After I've seen it once more I shall never give it another thought."
"Don't be too cocksure about that!"
"I tell you I shan't, and besides, the river is certainly dangerous."