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 I told you once that my name was Andromeda Brown, but you made me change it.”

“Change it again,” he said eagerly; “make it Andromeda Vermont.”

“You don’t mean 4

“But I do. Why not?”

“You really mean it, Perseus—you really mean that you want to marry me?”

Her eyes were wide with wonder, incredulity. A most lovely flush passed over her face and stained her white throat. Eagerly she leant towards him.

“That’s what I mean,” he said. “Perseus married Andromeda.”

“And lived happily ever afterwards?” She rose and came round to him and flung her arms about his neck. “You dear, I love you for saying that. It is sweet and good and generous of you; but I, too, can be generous in my way.”

He slipped his arm round her waist and drew her on to his knee. It was a strong, ca- ressing movement, which she answered by pressing her cheek to his.

“Have I not had proof?” he whispered as he kissed the tip of her dainty ear. “I love you,