"Well, we'll bargain for one adventure a year, at least," he stipulated. "Old or young, we'll have that!"
"We must earn it, Lal!" she said with a wise smile. "We've no right to such happiness unless——"
"Make me your debtor now!" he said, clasping her more closely. "Beatrice, darling, I love you! Do you realize it? I love you!"
She breathed one word, the most perfect pledge a man could hope for.
"Egotist!"