"To-day Bettina has told me that she will marry me in a month. She says that she has written you that it is best that people should know at once. And I think that it is best. I shall try to make her happy, but if I conquer life, if I ever do any great thing or good thing or wise thing, it will be because you have shown me the way.
"You say, 'When we are old, we can be friends.' How I shall welcome old age, Diana! May the years fly swiftly!
Anthony.
Having squared himself thus with the inevitable, Anthony, a little grayer, perhaps, a little more worn and worried, took up life where he had left off before Diana came home from Europe.
He had seen nothing, of late, of Justin, except as he had glimpsed him, now and then, in the air.
But on the morning on which Bettina and Sophie had watched the flight from their porch he came upon the young aviator, near the sheds, standing in the midst of an eager group of young folks, adored by the girls, envied by the boys.
Amid the clamor of voices he caught the question, "Are you going up again this afternoon?"
"Yes."
Then, over their heads, Justin saw Anthony.
"Bring Betty Dolce up this afternoon," he called, "and I'll show you through the shops. There are four ships beside mine in the sheds, and they'll be sent out to-morrow. You and she may never have a chance to see so many together."