Book3:WereMyDreamIs

gerpinedaoenjoythehappylifeofahen-peckedman;ortobemoretothepoint,henolongerdaredtopin.Astheylookedovertotheothersideofthekethatevening,theysawnumerousopenfiresburningbrightly,hundredsofpeoplewalkingbusilytoandfroandcouldsometimesevenhearsoundsofshoutingiance.Viokhatsomethingimportantmustbehappening,especiallysinceshehadheardhatthegoldpacethathadbeensunktothebottomofthekewasgoingtedup.“Couldthatbehappeningtonight?”shewondered.Viohadalwayslovedthemagnifitgoldpace,sosheimmediatelyhurriedMr.Fiowardsthewaterawoofthemmadeswiftlyfortheoppositebank.

    Viorushediher’sarmsandIleenkissedhertenderly.“Isthegoldpacegoingteduptonight?”sheaskedurgently.“...Istonightthenight?”

    “Yes,yesitis…”repliedIl