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 "You've no more of the queer to shove. Your father's taken."

"And you're glad of that!" she accused me.

"I'm not glad!" I denied. "I'd do anything to free him."

"You wouldn't shove the queer with me!" she retorted.

"Didn't I do it—just about?"

"But you didn't want to. You didn't like it!"

"I never liked anything so much as that trip on the train, except when I had you later."

"Well, that's over now!" she said.

"I guess not. You and I have just started!"

"We've not . . ."

That's how we argued in that cab. I was wild about her; she did love me; and after a while I made her remember it. Naturally we had quite a time; we'd just been under rather a strain together.

I took her to my friends that night; and the second day I took her to the Church Around the Corner and married her. I waited till the second day so Jerry could be best man.

Jerry has not yet gone back to the bean business; I think he never will return. One of many results of his finding Keeban is that Jerry found