“You don't have to work tomorrow?”
He hesitated a moment.
“No, I'm on a vacation till after Christmas. They're putting through my new patent.”
He followed her inside the door and held her hand in the shadows of the hall.
“All right, at four,” she said.
“I'll be here.”
He stooped and kissed her, turned and passed quickly out.
She stood for a moment in the shadows and listened to the throb of the car until it melted into the roar of the city's life, her heart beating with a joy so new it was pain.