"I haven't said I should never marry." "What ?" Jim gasped.
She inclined her head in a broken sort of acquiescence, very humble, unfathomably sorrowful.
"I promise nothing," she said, faintly.
"You needn't!" shouted Jim, radiant and exultant.

"You needn't! By George! I know you're square; that's enough for me! You wait and promise whenever you're ready!" "Don't forget what I asked," she begged him.
"Talk about the weather?
I will! God bless the old weather!" cried the happy Jim..