"Undemonstrative, then?"
"Yes."
He smiled, and turned his head away.
"Tell me why you were in such a hurry to marry me?" she whispered in his averted ear, "and why my father seconded you?"
Justin promptly kissed her teasing mouth.
"Let me go," she said, laughingly, "I don't like you when you are silly."
He smiled and detained her. "I must be silly long enough to tell you that it grieves me to know that my wife can look with envy upon people who are apparently happy, and say to herself, 'I am alone in the world, no one loves me.' Will you try to remember that you are the centre of attraction in this whole universe for me, and also for your father? Our hearts are bound up in you, dolly."
"Are they," she murmured, and putting up one plump hand she gently caressed his cheek.
He coloured vividly, and put her out of his arms. "Run away now, darling,—and go softly past my mother's door. This is an extravagantly late hour to her."
She seemed reluctant to leave him. "Justin," she said, hanging about the threshold of the door, "I know I am not satisfactory as a wife, but I will try to do better,—I am not very old yet."