"Oh, what do morals matter after what we've been through together! ... We couldn't get married in New York with that mob at our heels. We can get hitched up wherever we happen to stop I suppose." "You take it coolly!" "I take it as a matter of course ... Shouldn't I?" "I don't want to be rushed into it!" "Pen! ... Have you any doubts of me?" "No! How can you say such a thing!" "Then what is it? ... What brings the tears to your eyes, dearest?" "Nothing! ... Only I want to be quiet when I am married! ... I want to be quiet! ... Things are still roaring about me!" "Would you like me to take you home first?" "No! I don't want you to leave me!" "Look out! You'll have us in the ditch! ... What is it, dearest? It's immoral our going away together. But you don't want to marry me yet. But I mustn't leave you either!" "Oh, don't expect me to talk reasonably! ... I don't want to talk ... Marry me whenever you like, but don't talk about it ... I just want to be quiet ... with you!" "Suits me! I'll bring you to quiet. I know a little place in the Virginia foothills ... Oh, my Pen! ... Look behind us!" "Why?" "Is there anybody in sight?" "No!" "I'm going to stop for a moment. Do you realize I haven't kissed you yet?" THE END * * * * * By HULBERT FOOTNER Ramshackle House The Deaves Affair The Owl Taxi The Substitute Millionaire Thieves' Wit New Rivers of the North NEW YORK: GEORGE H. DORAN COMPANY