“I could have settled it in seven minutes after we met,” he answered complainingly. “You won't tell me the day yet?”
“Not yet——”
“All right, we'll just have to take blessings as they come, then.”
Through the beautiful afternoon they sat side by side with close-pressed hands and planned the future which love had given. A modest flat far up among the trees on the cliffs overlooking the Hudson, they decided on.
“We'll begin with that,” he cried enthusiastically, “but we won't stay there long. I've got big plans. I'm going to make a million. The white house down by the sea for me, a yacht out in the front yard and a half-dozen thundering autos in the garage. If this deal I'm on now goes through, I'll make my pile in a year——”
They rose as the shadows lengthened.
“I must go home and feed my pets,” she sighed.
“All right,” he responded heartily. “I'll get the car and be there in a jiffy. We'll take a spin out to a road-house for dinner.”
She lifted her eyes tenderly.
“You can come right up to my room—now that we're engaged.”