like this. Look here----"

He stopped and tried to gulp down his fears.

"Look here--you're not going to throw me down after
leading me to the very top of the roof, are you?"

She looked up with tender assurance.

"Not today----"

"Then why hoof it? Let me run round to the garage
and shoot her out. You can wait for me at the Waldorf.
I've always wanted to push my buzz-wagon up to that big
joint and wait for my girl to trip down the steps."

"No. I've a plan of my own today. Let me have my
way."

"All righto--just so you're happy."

"I am happy," she answered soberly.

At the foot of the broad stairs of the Library she
paused and looked up smilingly at its majestic front.

"Come in a moment," she said softly.

He followed her wonderingly into the vaulted hall
and climbed the grand staircase to the reading-room.