hai. Maybe we will spend a while in the Gobi Desert."
"And in the meantime," broke in Dallis, "what's to become of me?"
Scobee drew his hand across his forehead. "I don't know," he said, "but something nice, I hope. I don't want you to go on waiting for me, Dallis, it isn't fair. Gosh, it may be years before I get my sight back, if ever."
"Don't you love me?" she asked simply.
"What do you think?" he asked in return.
"I guess you do," she whispered.
"It's far more than a guess," said he. "You're about all there is in the world. If you weren't such a swell kid I'd marry you and forget everything. Be utterly selfish. But you are four times too swell for that. I'll never marry you if I have to remain blind. And now I'm going away and I don't want you to promise me anything. We're not engaged. You are free and perhaps while I am gone you'll meet some other fellow and be very happy."
"Yeah," said she drolly, "if it were as easy
as you say everything would be Hunky Dory.
