"Yes, I'm selfish enough to be glad
now--_very_ glad. You're a friend in need."
"Then I'm happy. That's all I ask to be--just a friend in need. Will you
let me drive you to Riverside?"
"I'd let you drive me--_anywhere_, to lunch. But you mustn't ask just now
if I've forgiven you. It would be taking an unfair advantage of a
shipwrecked mariner."
"I shouldn't think of doing such a low-down thing," protested the forest
creature.
XII
THE BEAUTIFUL COUNTRY OF MAKE-BELIEVE
Nick refrained from mentioning this to Mrs. May, but when he had last seen
the Mission Inn at Riverside he had thought that he would like to come
there, next time, on his wedding trip. There had been no bride in view
then, or since; but now he remembered that wish. It was a good omen that
fate should have made the one woman of all the world his companion to-day.
He had not expected such a wonderful stroke of luck. The little blue auto
might actually have gone a whole day without mishap, or might not have
collapsed until after Mrs. May had lunched alone at the Glenwood. But here
they were, he and she, in his yellow car, sailing into Riverside together;
he driving, Angela by his side, talking as kindly as if she had forgiven
him his sins without being asked.
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