George's pink face turned a shade pinker. A sullen look came into it.
"Well, what about it?"
"That's what I want to know—what about it?"
"Why shouldn't I goggle?"
"Why should you?"
"Because," said George Finch, looking like a stuffed frog, "I love her."
"Nonsense!"
"It isn't nonsense."
"Have you ever read my booklet on 'The Marriage Sane'?"
"No, I haven't."