“All right, then I will have a poor husband. I can be so economical. Sometimes I make a month’s dress money last me for three months. And don’t I always look neat?”
“Charming.”
“But I don’t believe you are very economical. I think you have a great many more wants than I.”
“I shall have no wants, when I have you. You will be all to me.”
“Does Emilie care for me?”
“Rather! she shall be our little mother. And you will accompany me everywhere? To Cairo? To Constantinople? To the Cape?”
“To Lapland if you like—everywhere.”
“My own little woman.”
He clasped her close to his bosom and kissed her. It was as though the world vanished from them and left them alone in paradise. It seemed to them as though no other couple had ever loved so fondly, as though there had never been any love but theirs.
“Mamma wants to know if you are coming to lunch?” cried Johan van Ryssel to the four, lying sunning themselves yonder. “You lazy people! hallo! you are all asleep, I believe.” [[185]]