"Didn't I tell you that everything would come right if we waited?"
"Yes," he admitted, "that was one of your good guesses."
She raised her delicate brows.
"Aren't you happy now?"
"Good heavens! I should think so."
"Then be more grateful, dear," she smiled.
Rapturously he confessed he had erred, and was even sufficiently in love to think he perceived how.
"I positively must go now," she said in a little, and, despite his protestations, rose.
"Shall we walk?" he asked.