Rope

y much knocked edgeways, Henry--but tell me one more thing; this wasn't any bet, was it, or--"

"Bet!" flared Henry, and all the youth went out of his features.

"Yes. Nobody dared you to go and get married--it wasn't any kind of a put-up job, was it?"

The younger man was righteously indignant. "Uncle John, I admit I haven't won any medals for--for some things,--and maybe you think I am the kind of bird that would--do this on a bet, or a dare--and if you do think that--I guess we're both mistaken in each other!"

His uncle's hand went up. "Hold your horses! You've answered the question. If you hadn't got mad, I'd have thrown you out the window. Why did you do it, then?... No--never mind." He looked away. "I know. Spring, and impulse and no emergency brakes. I know...." He looked back at Henry, and smiled oddly. "And I was just goin' to tell you, before you sprung it on me, that if you cared two cents about that gi