Master of Hearts (22 page)

"Sweetheart," he said, huskily, "I promise you that I will make you happy here in Portugal, and any differences in our outlook will never make any difference to our happiness! I will be the most patient and devoted of husbands!"

"And I," she promised shyly, "will never try you too much, by being the sort of young woman you thought me at first! I'm not terribly modem . . . I even think I'd like to obey my husband—always!"

"As an earnest of that," he told her, softly, "you can tell your husband-to-be that you love him more than anything in the world, and give him your precious lips to prove it!"

She looked up into his eyes. The roof-lamp was on, but there was no one to see.

"I love you, Miguel, more than anything else in the world," she whispered, and offered him her lips.

Fully another five minutes passed before he remembered that time was still passing, and started up the car. As they slipped away from the dark alleyway Kathleen was dreamily certain it was the most delectable corner of Portugal.

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