Page:War; or, What happens when one loves one's enemy, John Luther Long, 1913.djvu/235

THE WEDDING MARCH He dragged her clean up to where I was, and, bowing, with their hands together, they sung at me:

"And, here's the flower, daddy," says Dave.

Then he drags her away again, and in a minute I saw them on the horses riding and yelling after each other up the Red Rock Road.

Such foolishness!

Yet—do you blame me for not thinking of any trouble when Dave and Evelyn was like that? What did all that of the other day mean after this? Nothing!