"What's three weeks, Angel Beautiful? The very day I'm back I'll pull the trick with the little red head, and then I'm for letting things happen quick." "And me, what'll I--" "I'm going to move you into the solid-goldest hotel suite in this here town, Pussy. I'm going to form the Norma Beautiful Film Corporation in my own girl's name, the first pop out of the box. Why, there's just nowhere Rudolph Pelz's son-in-law can't get his girl in the little while I'm going to stick." "How do I know? How do I know they won't find a way to hold you?" "Why, Darling Beautiful, when they're through with me, they'll pay me off in my weight in gold. Haven't you said things often enough about your boy's temper when he lets it fly? You think they're going to let me cut up nonsense with that little Reddie of theirs? Why, that old man would pay with his right eye to protect her!" "O God, it's rotten--a nice fellow like Pelz--a--" "It's done every day, Gorgeous Beautiful. Anyway, there's no way to really hurt the rich. Look at Warren Norton--the Talcott family paid Warren two hundred cool thousand to give her back quietly. It's done every day, Gorgeousness. Many a fellow like me has gotten himself roped into a thing he wanted to get out of quietly. That little girl lassoed me. I should have eyes for a little Reddie like her with the Deep-Sea Pearl of the world my very own. I'm going to marry you, too, Gorgeousness. I'm going to see you right through, this time. Jump right out of the frying-pan into the hottest, sweetest fire!" "I tell you I can't stand it! Promising to marry me with another one to see through before you get to me. It--it's terrible! I--" "There you go again! The Norma Beautiful Film Corporation doesn't tickle my pink rose on the eardrums! She doesn't want it! Wouldn't have it!" "I do, Lester; I do--only--only--I--the little Reddie--it's not right. She's a sweet little thing. I'm afraid, Lester--I think I must be going crazy! I wish to God I could hate you the way you ought to be hated. I tell you I can't stand it. You sailing off like this. The coming back--her--I'll kill myself during the ceremony. I--" "You create a scene down here and you'll be sorry!" "Lester--please!" "They'll be here any minute now. They're late as it is. Look-- everybody's on board already! One more blast, and I'll have to go, too. You just kick up nasty at the last minute and watch me!" "I won't, Lester; I won't! I swear to God! Only, be good to me; be sweet to me, darling! Say good-by before they--she comes. I'm all right, darling. Please--please--" He caught her to him then, and back in the sheltering cove of baggage thrust back her head, kissing deep into the veiling. "Beautiful! Angel Beautiful!" "Swear to me, Lester, you'll see me through." "I swear, Beautiful." "Swear to me, or hope to die and lose your luck!" He kissed her again so that her hat tilted backward, straining at its pins. "Hope to die and lose my luck."