"You bet your life it's fun!" agreed Billy, pausing in the act of opening a jar of olives. "You look so pretty in that dress, Sue," he went on, contentedly, "and the kids are so good, and it seems dandy to be able to have the family all here! We didn't see this coming when we married on less than a hundred a month, did we?"
He put his arm about her, they stood looking out of the window together.
"We did not! And when you were ill, Billy--and sitting up nights with Mart's croup!" Susan smiled reminiscently.
"And the Thanksgiving Day the milk-bill came in for five months--when we thought we'd been paying it!"
"We've been through some TIMES, Bill! But isn't it wonderful to--to do it all together--to be married?"
"You bet your life it's wonderful," agreed the unpoetic William.
"It's the loveliest thing in the world," his wife said dreamily. She tightened his arm about her and spoke half aloud, as if to herself. "It IS the Great Adventure!" said Susan.