Somehow or other, I can't help thinking that the present
system will die out through the sheer absurdity of it. We really shan't
need a crusade against the marriage laws. The whole system is
committing suicide as fast as it can."
"How old are you?" he asked.
"Twenty-four," she answered promptly.
"And supposing you fell in love--taking it for granted that you have not
done so already--should you marry?"
Her eyes rested upon his, a little narrowed, curiously and pleasantly
reflective. All the time the corners of her sensitive mouth twitched a
little.
"To tell you the truth," she confided, with a somewhat evasive air, "I
have been so busy thinking out life for other people that I have never
stopped to apply its general principles to myself."
"You are a sophist," he declared.
"I have not your remarkable insight," she laughed mockingly.
CHAPTER XIII
"How this came about I don't even quite know," Tallente remarked, an
hour or so later, as he laid down the menu and smiled across the corner
table in the little Soho restaurant at his two companions.
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