Page:War; or, What happens when one loves one's enemy, John Luther Long, 1913.djvu/231

THE WEDDING MARCH "I expect that was the end of the conversation. There was nothing more to be said, was there?"

"Oh, yes. That was only the beginning. She said that she loved me the most."

"And you said—"

"That I loved her the most."

"Well, that must have been the end, not?"

"Not at all, daddy. We talked two hours longer. She said I didn't."

"Ah, and you had no answer to that, so?"

"Certainly. I said I did."

"Well—was that all?"

"No. She said she'd prove it."

"Then she had all your checkers, hadn't she?"

"No. I said she couldn't."

"Goshens! Then you had 'em!"

"Not yet. She said I should remember that—only a little while!"

"And you says you will?"

"Yes, daddy."

"And what then?" 215