A famous novelist and a successful playwright!” he laughed, pinching her cheek.
“None of it counts. The only title that means anything to me is Mrs. Jarvis Jocelyn.”
His comment on that was inaudible.
“Would you mind telling me just why you married me?”
“Because I was a seeress, and foresaw this day.”
More comment, inaudible. The door opened, cautiously, the Professor tiptoed in, followed by Ardelia, with a tray. At the sight of the two before him, engrossed in the inaudible comments, he stepped back into Ardelia and rattled the contents of the tray. Jarvis looked up and caught his astonished expression. He rose with Bambi in his arms.
“Good-morning, Father. I’m home,” he said.
“Thank de good Lawd!” from Ardelia.
“It’s Jarvis,” said Bambi, fatuously, patting his cheek.
“I suspected that it was when I saw him,” the Professor admitted. “I’m glad that you’re back, and I hope you’ll stay. This child needs a firmer hand than mine.”
“You’re speaking of a woman with a well-advanced career, Herr Professor Parkhurst!”
