"I've known you more than a week," she protested
gayly.

"Sure--I've known you since I was born."

They walked through the stately rows of elms on the
Mall in joyous silence. Crowds of children and
nurses, lovers and loungers, filled the seats and
thronged the broad promenade.

Scarcely a word was spoken until they reached the
rustic house nestling among the trees on the hill.

"Just a week by the calendar," she murmured. "And
I've lived a lifetime."

"It's all right then--little girl? You'll marry me
right away? When--tonight?"

"Hardly!"

"Tomorrow, then?"

She drew the glove from her hand and held the
slender fingers up before him.

"You can get the ring----"

"Gee! I do have to get a ring, don't I?"