It will be five years, yet, before I have any right to marry.

But I want to look forward, all the time, to the sweet belief that my schoolgirl sweetheart is going to become my wife one of these days.

I want that as a goal to work for, along with my commission in the Navy.

But to this much I agree: if you say 'yes' now, and find later that you have made a mistake, you will tell me so frankly." "Poor boy!" murmured Belle, looking at him fully.

"You've been a plebe until lately, and you haven't been allowed to see any girls.