"I thought it was your voice coming out of a star!" "There's only smoke overhead," said Mary, and laughed again.

"There aren't any stars." "Oh yes, there were--when you laughed!" She took his arm, and they went on.

"I've come to walk home with you, Bibbs.

I wanted to." "But were you here in the--" "In the dark?
Yes! Waiting?
Yes!" Bibbs was radiant; he felt suffocated with happiness.

He began to scold her.
"But it's not safe, and I'm not worth it.