"I won't call you George, though!" she said presently, very emphatically.
"What will you call me, dearest?"
She smiled at him through her tears and with a gesture that ravished him lifted his hand and kissed it.
"Mr. John!" she whispered.
He would have kissed her again, but she hurried on.
"We'll pretend to people that it's a nickname left over from some game or play."
"It is left over from a sort of--play," he answered, and then she was ready for another kiss.
THE END
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