“The handsomest wedding present in town!”
“I call that odds in your favor.”
With a faint smile she leaned nearer, hand outstretched to clinch it.
“Hold on! What’s the time limit?”
“When he starts west I start with him.”
“It’s a go. Only don’t expect any help from me.”
“I won’t—except an introduction when he stops here on the way out.”
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] “What makes you think he’ll stop?”
“I know he will. He’ll find some excuse to.”
And he did, of course. Waveringly, as he drew nearer the magnet of her eyes, he paused and tapped Marshy’s shoulder. The latter sprang up.