Laura hung up and forgot Mr. Anderson and Wellesly School immediately. She was a honeymooner, and she couldn't spoil her idyll by thinking of anything but her love.

The first order of the day was to feed her lover, and she gave him a generous portion of hamburger. While he finished his breakfast, she put up some coffee for herself. Then she ran to him and kneeled beside him. He gave her a meat-flavored licked all over her cheek.

"Oh, darling, you've made me so happy. We're going to spend all day today and tomorrow alone together." She petted him and lay her head on his, cuddling up to his warmth and strength.

The dog had other things on his mind at the moment, and he gave his mistress the signal with low, nervous barks.

"Oh, yes, baby dear. I know you must want to go out. I won't keep you waiting long, lover."

Laura ran to put on her shoes, slacks and a coat. She hooked on the dog's leash and they walked out together into the glorious sunshine.

As the dog pranced around when she let him run loose in the alley, Laura looked up at the blazing sun and the blue sky. She thrilled at the beauty of the day.

I know everyone would laugh at me if I told them this, but there really never has been such a lovely day. it's like the whole universe is celebrating my honeymoon with me!

It was warm – like spring. The balmy air intoxicated her further, and she was already drunk with happiness. She saw another woman with a dog approaching, and Laura called her dog and left quickly, jealous of having anyone else go near her love. She wanted to be alone with him for a while.

Laura watched the beautiful animal as he ran about and played happily.

What a fine-looking creature. I'm so lucky to have him all to myself.

She had a moment's impulse to call her sister to thank her again for the wonderful dog. But Laura couldn't spare one moment of this glorious honeymoon day for anyone but her lover. Her eyes ate him up. They sought the large prick which could still be seen, even when limp and soft.