“I am not marrying Derek. Somebody else. I don’t think you know him, but I love him, and so will you.” She pulled his face down and kissed him. “Now you can go back.”
Uncle Chris was almost too overcome to speak. He gulped a little.
“Jill,” he said shakily, “this is a … this is a great relief.”
“I knew it would be.”
“If you are really going to marry a rich man …”
“I didn’t say he was rich.”
The joy ebbed from Uncle Chris’ face.
“If he is not rich, if he cannot give you everything of which I …”
“Oh, don’t be absurd! Wally has all the money anybody needs. What’s money?”
“What’s money?” Uncle Chris stared. “Money, my dear child, is … is … well, you mustn’t talk of it in that light way. But, if you think you will really have enough … ?”