Part 7

He gave a short laugh. "Thank you. But if we're going up and down this weary world in--in this fashion, forever, I think I'll soon begin to wish that the 'swamper' had put his knife into my heart."

She caught him tenderly by the chin. "Oh, Bob White! If you had never come back to me--out of that black water!"

He trembled from head to foot. "Betty!"

"I know--I know. Dear--will you kiss me?"

"For God's sake, Betty! You don't know what you're saying. After all, we're husband and wife--a kiss between you and me can't be play any longer. It means--it must mean--everything."

She leaned toward him, her eyes exquisitely tender.

"I know, dear," she said. "Must I ask you again? Will--will you kiss me?"

THE END.