Marjorie was overwhelmed, but she felt it becoming in her to be a trifle coy. So she pouted: "But you won't want me for a bride now. I'm such a fright."
He took the bait, hook and all: "I never saw you looking so adorable."
"Honestly? Oh, but it will be glorious to be Mrs. First Lieutenant Mallory."
"Glorious!"
"I must telegraph home—and sign my new name. Won't mamma be pleased?"
"Won't she?" said Mallory, with just a trace of dubiety.
Then Marjorie grew serious with a new idea: "I wonder if mamma and papa have missed me yet?"
Mallory laughed: "After three days' disappearance, I shouldn't be surprised."
"Perhaps they are worrying about me."
"I shouldn't be surprised."