He stopped in the path. "Good God, Pen! What is before us? I had forgotten it!"
"You are going to clear yourself."
"But if I shouldn't be able to?"
"Whatever happens to you, I share it," she said quickly.
"But I've got to take care of you!"
Ignoring this, she resumed her questions. Gradually she drew him back into a lighter mood.
"Haven't you any brothers and sisters, Don?"
"No, I was an only child."
"I, too. It's unnatural. I mean to have four."
He pulled her to him. "Oh, my Pen!" he said a little hoarsely. "My heart almost stops beating at the thought!"