Unfortunately
you've both got bodies--rather attractive bodies."
"We'll keep it off that plane, if you don't mind," answered Joan with a
touch of severity.
"I'm willing enough," answered Flossie. "But what about Old Mother
Nature? She's going to be in this, you know."
"Take off your glasses, and look at it straight," she went on, without
giving Joan time to reply. "What is it in us that 'inspires' men? If
it's only advice and sympathy he's after, what's wrong with dear old Mrs.
Denton? She's a good walker, except now and then, when she's got the
lumbago. Why doesn't he get her to 'inspire' him?"
"It isn't only that," explained Joan. "I give him courage. I always did
have more of that than is any use to a woman. He wants to be worthy of
my belief in him. What is the harm if he does admire me--if a smile from
me or a touch of the hand can urge him to fresh effort? Suppose he does
love me--"
Flossie interrupted. "How about being quite frank?" she suggested.
"Suppose we do love one another. How about putting it that way?"
"And suppose we do?" agreed Joan, her courage rising.
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