“Duke, there’s a lot to think about in just plain living, isn’t there?”
The other started. “Hello,” he said. “I didn’t think you were in my world.”
Betty Berry was waiting at the stairs the next morning.
“Did you get my letter?” she whispered, when the door had swung to.
“No.... Mailed last night?”
“Yes.”
“I left the cabin two hours before the mail. It’s rural delivery, you know. Jethro reaches my box late in the forenoon——”
“I wrote it about dark, but didn’t mail it until later. I thought you would come——”
He told her how he had written, how he had come to her house, and turned away. They were very happy.