“The love of two sweet, clean young people is always idyllic. It is so untainted—pure as a mountain spring; There is nothing quite like it in the world.”
“When are they going to set up house together?”
“Soon, I hope.”
“You will miss her.”
“Of course,” said Jimmie, “enormously. But the thoughts of her happiness will keep me pleasant company. I shall get on all right. Meanwhile it is beautiful to see her. She does n't know that I watch, but I do. It is sweet to see her eyes brighten and her cheeks flush and to hear her laughter. It is like stepping for an enchanted moment into a fairy-tale.”
“I wish I could step into it—just for one enchanted moment,” said Norma..
“You?” asked Jimmie.
“I have never been in one in my life. I disbelieved in them till you came like an apostle of fairyland and converted me. Now I want the consolations of my faith.”
An earnest note in her voice surprised him. She did not meet his eyes.
“I don't understand you,” he said.