“You'll let me come to see you, tomorrow night?”

“Yes——”

“And the next night—and every night this week—what's the difference? There's nobody to say no, is there?”

“No one.”

“You'll let me?”

“Tomorrow sure. Maybe you won't want to come the next night.”

“Maybe I won't! Just wait and see!”

He seized both hands again and held her at arms' length.

“Don't go yet—just let me look at you a minute more! The only girl I ever had in my life—and she's the prettiest thing God ever made on this earth. Ain't I the lucky boy?”

“We must go now,” she cried, blushing again under his burning eyes.