13/27 If he hadn't been a fool, a prejudiced, over-conscientious, stiff-necked fool, I should have lost her within the last twenty-four hours. I have had to fight and scheme as I have never fought and schemed before, to keep them apart. I have had to pick my way through shoals innumerable, hold myself down when I have been burning to grip her by the wrists and tell her that all that a man could offer a woman was hers. Selingman, this sounds like nonsense, I suppose." "No," Selingman murmured, "not nonsense, but it doesn't sound like Draconmeyer." "Well, it's finished," Draconmeyer declared, with a great sigh of content. |