"Billy Travers!"[59] [59] "And because——" "Well? Go on." "Because——" The bachelor hesitated and gazed deep into the violet eyes. "Please proceed, Mr. Travers." "I won't!" The bachelor turned his back on her defiantly. The widow came a little nearer and stooped around to peep under his hat-brim. "Please—Billy!" she breathed softly. "Well, then—because I'm in the marrying mood," he replied. But the widow was half way to the hotel before he knew what had happened. [60] [60] V Money and Matrimony. Money and Matrimony "Money," responded the bachelor promptly, as he flung himself down on the grass beside her and proceeded to study her profile through the shadows of the maple leaves. The widow tilted her chin scornfully. "I suppose they do sound alike," she condescended, "but I am making a poem; and there is no poetical harmony in the combination."[61] [61]
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