"I cabled to him this morning," Jimmy answered.
"Did you!" Her eyes brightened. "How sweet of you, Jimmy. Do you think he will be pleased?"
"He's never pleased about anything," said Jimmy with a little laugh.
He leaned an elbow on the corner of the table and looked into her eyes.
"Say yes, Christine," he urged. "If you want to marry me, Mrs. Wyatt won't stand in the way; after all, you've known me all your life."
She flushed and stammered:
"Jimmy—I—I think I'm a little afraid. Supposing—supposing you found out that—that you'd made a mistake——" Her eyes were troubled.
Jimmy's face caught the flush from hers; for a moment his eyes wavered.
"We're going to be awfully happy," he asserted then, almost violently.
"If you love me——"
"You know I do." His hand fell carelessly to hers.