Nan sat humming a song, when she suddenly stopped and leaned toward Stuart.
"Jim!" she said, softly.
He looked up with a start.
"I honestly believe you were asleep!" she laughed with a touch of petulance.
"No," he protested seriously. "I was just drinking in the joy of this wonderful night."
"Forgetting that I exist?"
Stuart looked at her intently a moment and said, gravely:
"As if any man who ever knew you, could forget!"
"I don't like your attitude, Jim, and I think we'd better fight it out here and now in the beginning of this trip."
"And what is my offense?"