"I thought you would never come!" the doctor was saying fervently, while he held Gail fast in his arms. "Kruger promised that he would 'phone you last night."
"I never knew a word about it until Peace told me a minute ago," Gail protested.
"What would we do without our Peace?" he murmured. Then discovering the shocked face in the doorway, he exclaimed, "Why, here she is herself! Hello, chicken!"
"You—you kissed her," Peace exploded. "I saw you!"
"Yes," he answered brazenly, "and I am going to do it again."
"Are you—have you gone and got married,—you two?"
"Not yet," he laughed boyishly. "But we are going to do just that very thing as soon as I can coax her to set the day. You don't mean to say that you object?"
"No—O, no. If she's got to have a husband, I don't know of a better one than you, except St. John, and he is already married once. But—I—am—surprised! Isn't she—er—rather young?"
And she could not understand why they laughed.