And then I suddenly got it. I suppose it was fatigue that had made me so slow to apprehend the nub.
“What?”
I staggered, and the left pedal came up and caught me on the shin. But such was the ecstasy in the soul that I didn’t utter a cry.
“Release you?”
“Yes.”
I didn’t want any confusion on the point.
“You mean you want to call it all off? You’re going to hitch up with Gussie, after all?”
“Only if you are fine and big enough to consent.”
“Oh, I am.”
“I gave you my promise.”