I was afraid you would show the white feather.

It's a go, then--Manila! We can start next week and get there in good time." "Next week?
Impossible!" she cried in alarm.
"Nonsense! You can get ready for a trip to New York, making your preparations for a sea voyage secretly.

I'll attend to all the details.
It will be easy.

No one will ever dream of what we are doing until we cable the news home to your aunt." "Oh, I must tell Aunt Elizabeth!" "Not much! That's no way to elope.

We must do it correctly or not at all.