“That is what I still feel in principle,” he said, “but actually, my darling, I would marry you if you had not a penny to your name, which I believed, since you were working as a secretary or on the contrary if you were as rich as Croesus or even if you had a mountain of gold!”
“That is – exactly what I do – have,” Crisa said with a little sob in her voice.
“Then one way or another we will put it to some sensible use,” Adrian said. “I have every intention of making you my wife and I will not be diverted from that object by anything you may possess or not possess.”
“You – don’t mean that – because you don’t – understand!”
He laughed and it was, she thought, a very happy sound.
Then he bent forward and to her surprise undid the ribbons of her bonnet, which she had tied under her chin an
