"He's been perfect to me. You all have. I wonder why?"
"So do I!" Boyd gave her an affectionate blow with a large hand. "You noticed I said thinking he's in love with you."
"Yes, I did. I don't think you do Gobby justice, Boyd. I think just because he's so sensitive and because he does things—well, like making these curtains—you don't any of you realize how much depth and strength there is there. Take Elliott Foster, for instance. Gobby's perfectly devoted to Elliott, and I know Elliott thinks Gobby's a light-weight."
"Now Elliott! There's a different matter. There's somebody who really is in love with you."
"Oh no, Boyd! Nonsense! He isn't at all!"
"All right, you know best. Do you want me to screw the teacup hooks into the cupboard?"
"Thank you. They're—Oh, you've found
