"Why why, I don't know," Julia stammered, uncomfortably, with a nervous and furtive glance about her; anywhere but at his face. "Suppose I DO know?" he urged, tightening a little the arm that layabout her. "Suppose I know for us both?" Julia straightened herself suddenly, evading the encircling arm. "Don't, Mark!" she pleaded, giving him a glimpse of wet blue eyes.