“And how sweet to me to belong to one who is so good and kind,” she exclaimed, half-hiding her blushing face on his shoulder. “Oh, never before in all my life was I so happy as I am at this moment!”
CHAPTER XVII.
A whistle from the direction of the house startled the lovers.
“Ah, that is Cal’s call to me,” said Arthur, “and I presume that the mail is received, a letter for me in it; perhaps one for you too, my Marian.”
“Oh, I hope so,” she said, “it is so long since I heard from my dear brother Sandy, my only one now.”
“Ah,” he said as they walked on to the house, for he had risen and given her his arm, “you must tell me about him, dearest, when opportunity offers. Your only brother? Well, I shall give you several more when you give yourself to me.”
They found the family all on the porch, most of them with letters, papers, or magazines in their hands.
Elsie looked smilingly at Arthur and Marian as they came up the steps, something in their faces telling what had passed between them since they walked down to the beach together.