"Oh yes, one more
thing," she said. "When everything is quite ready for Alfred's
return, we'll allow you, Jimmy dear, to wire him the good news."
"Thanks, so much," said Jimmy.
"I wish it were time to wire now," said Zoie pensively, and in
his mind, Jimmy fervently agreed with that sentiment.
"The next few months will slip by before you know it," declared
Aggie cheerfully. "And by the way, Zoie," she added, "why should
you go back to your lonesome flat to-night?"
Zoie began to feel for her pocket handkerchief --Jimmy sat up to
receive the next blow. "Stay here with us," suggested Aggie.
"We'll be so glad to have you." She included Jimmy in her
glance. "Won't we, dear?" she asked.
When the two girls went upstairs arm in arm that night, Jimmy
remained in his chair by the fire, too exhausted to even prepare
for bed. "A man of mettle!" he said again to himself.
This had certainly been the longest day of his life.
CHAPTER XII
WHEN Aggie predicted that the few months of waiting would pass
quickly for Zoie, she was quite correct. They passed quickly for
Aggie as well; but how about Jimmy? When he afterward recalled
this interval in his life, it was always associated with long
strands of lace winding around the legs of the library chairs,
white things lying about in all the places where he had once
enjoyed sitting or lying, late dinners, lonely breakfasts, and a
sense of isolation from Aggie.
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