I only wish it were my luck to be in it.

But come, little girl, as I said, I 'm quite likely to be off before night, provided I am fortunate enough to strike a fresh trail.

Under such conditions you won't mind my kissing you out here, will you ?" She held up her lips and he touched them softly with his own.

Her eyes were tear-dimmed.

"Oh, Bob, I hate so to let you go," she sobbed, clinging to him.