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 good-lookers in this town, boy. Don't you be dis—"

"There's only one of Her, Dave and she's the only one I want. And, by the Eternal, I mean to have her! Oh, I know it sounds crazy, old man; I guess I am crazy—sort of. It's certainly got me in a heap. I never was in love before, you see; only once when I was a kid in college, and that didn't count for a damn. I've always thought men were weak and silly when they lost their heads over women, but now—well, I know better. I've lost mine, all right—and my grip, too, I guess. That suggestion of yours about her being married has sort of floored me, Dave."

He sank onto a chair and knotted his hands nervously, his pipe hanging forgotten from the corner of his mouth.

"Hell!" said Dave. "What's the use of worryin' about that until you know? up, boy! I don't reckon she's married."

"Maybe-it won't matter—if she is," muttered Wade.