"Ooo, Sol! Look! A Jupiter diamond!"
She held up the largest and most expensive diamond I have ever seen.
I was just going to claim credit for this little gift when another appeared, and another, and a long line marching over the carpet like an ant trail. They came floating in under the door.
Now love is for vacations, and between my own sweet Florence and a diamond mine there is no comparison. I put on my dicyanin glasses and saw the baby diver was back and at work teleporting. I said so, but this time there were no hysterics from Florence.
"I was just thinking of him," she said, "and wishing you had brought me a Jupiter diamond instead."
"Well, honey, it looks as if you've got both."
I watched her scrambling on the carpet, gathering handfuls of diamonds and not in the least interested in me.