Jerry soon discovered that the girl's marriage and anything remotely connected with it were subjects to be avoided, and as he had no great wish himself to investigate in that direction he found small difficulty in confining himself to more familiar ground.

Without effort they resumed the old friendly intercourse that the girl's rash step had threatened to cut short, and long before the end of the afternoon they were as intimate as they had ever been.
"You mustn't go in yet," insisted Jerry, when a distant clock struck seven.

"Wait another couple of hours.

There's plenty of food left.

And the moonrise will be grand to-night." Nan did not need much persuading.