"Why, bless you, dear," she said, serenely, "you needn't give a thought to that. I've got money in the bank for my baby."
"I thought you spent all of it for the furnishings," said I.
"Oh, that was the Furnishing Money! Cuddle down here, or you'll get cold, and I'll tell you all about it."
So she explained in her calm strong cheerful way, with a little contented chuckle now and then, that she had always intended to be married.
"This is now no news," I exclaimed severely, "tell me something different."
"Well, in order to prepare for this Great Event," she went on, "I learned about housework, as you have seen. I saved money enough to furnish a small flat and put that in one bank. And I also anticipated this not Impossible Contingency and saved more money and put it in another bank!"
"Why two banks, if a mere man may inquire?"
"It is well," she replied sententiously, "not to have all one's eggs in one basket."
I lay still and meditated on this new revelation.
"Have you got a thousand dollars, if this Remote Relative may so far urge for information?"