"Yes, isn't it?" he assented. "I brought on this war in order to wear it. If you don't mind," he added, "I think I'll accept your invitation and come inside. I've had nothing to eat in four days."
Miss Farrar's eyes flashed indignantly.
"You're not coming inside," she declared; "but if you'll only promise to go away at once, I'll bring you everything in the house."
"In that house," exclaimed Lathrop, dramatically, "there's only one thing that I desire, and I want that so badly that 'life holds no charm without you.'"
Miss Farrar regarded him steadily.
"Do you intend to drive me away from my own door, or will you go?"
Lathrop picked his wheel out of the dust.
"Good-by," he said. "I'll come back when you have made up your mind."
In vexation Miss Farrar stamped her foot upon the path.
"I have made up my mind!" she protested.