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 And I have a white kid party glove I'll give you, too, and that will mean I'm your lady-love, and it will be just like the days of chivalry, you know we were reading about them the other day."

"And you won't mind about the ring?" queried Budd, rather wistfully.

"Not a bit—a glove is much nicer than a ring, and—"

"Moo—oo—oo" came from the next stall.

"Oh, goodness gracious! How that made me jump. I'm not going to stay out here another minute; so come along if you're coming"—and the knight meekly followed his lady-love into the house.