I am improving, you know. I am getting more dignified every day.
Maybe they will think I am a born Presbyterian if you don't give me
away. Have you noticed how serious I am getting?" She pinched
thoughtfully at his chin. "David Duke, we have been married two whole
weeks, and it is the most delicious, and breathless, and amazing thing
in the world. It is life--real life--all there is to life, really,
isn't it?"

"Yes, life is love, they say, so this is life. All the future must be
like this."

"I never particularly yearned to be dead," she said, wrinkling her
brows thoughtfully, "but I never even dreamed that I could be so happy.
I am awfully glad I didn't die before I found it out."

"You are happy, aren't you, sweetheart?"

She turned herself slowly in his arm and lifted puckering lips to his.

"Hey, wake up, are you playing tennis, or staging Shakespeare? We want
the court if you don't need it."

Mr. and Mrs. Duke, honeymooners, gazed speechlessly at the group of
young men standing motionless forty feet away, then Carol wheeled about
and ran swiftly across the velvety grass, over the hill and out of
sight, her husband in close pursuit.

Once she paused.

"If the mansers could have seen us then!" she ejaculated, with awe in