"This is Monday," he said, "and I go on Saturday."
She tried to speak, but found herself unable.
"Will you wait for me until I come back?" he said then.
His words were like an electric shock to the girl. Notwithstanding all her beauty, her attitude had been one which denoted extreme weariness, not to say despair; but now there shot through every fibre of her being the most rosy and golden hope.
"Will I wait for you, Gavon! Do you mean it?" she asked.
"I mean it," he said slowly. "Will you be my wife when I return home, Kitty?"
"I will go with you," she said. She took his hand in both her own and clasped it with feverish intensity. "You must not go alone. I will go with you."
"We cannot be married between now and Saturday," was his next remark.
"We can," she said, "by special licence. And what is money worth? I will go with you; you shall not go into danger alone."
"Wives are not expected to go with their husbands."