“I don’t want you to think that I would be willing to put myself under obligations to anybody.”

“Of course, Landry; I understand.”

He thrilled at once.

“Ah,” he cried, “you don’t know what it means to me to look into the eyes of a woman who really understands.”

Laura stared, wondering just what she had said.

“Will you turn this hall light out for me, Landry?” she asked. “I never can reach.”

He left the front door open and extinguished the jet in its dull red globe. Promptly they were involved in darkness.

“Good night,” she said. “Isn’t it dark?”