I'm just nervous. I don't feel equal to the strain of
such an interview to-night. It means so much to you. It means so much to
me now that love rules my life----"
He took her hands in his and drew her into the friendly shadows beside
the walk.
"Love does rule life, doesn't it?"
"Absolutely. I'm frightened when I realize it," she sighed.
"You are all mine now? In life, in death, through evil report and good
report?"
"In life, in death, through evil report and good report----yours
forever, dearest!"
He took her in his arms and held her in silence. She could feel him
trembling with deep emotion.
"There's nothing to be nervous about then," he said, reassuringly, as
his arms relaxed. "Come, we'll hurry. I want to send a message to my
father to-night announcing his release."
At the entrance to the White House grounds they passed a man who shot a
quick glance at John, and Betty thought his head moved in a nod of
approval or recognition.
"You know him?" she asked nervously.
"One of Baker's men, I think--attempt on the President's life last week.
They've doubled the guard, no doubt."
They passed another, strolling carelessly from the shadows of the white
pillars of the portico.
"They seem to be everywhere to-night," John laughed carelessly.
The White House door was open and they passed into the hall and ascended
the stairs to the Executive Chamber without challenge.
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