Arthur beamed. "Oh good!" he said, cheerfully. The temptation to do something rash - like swing her through the air, or something - was there, but Art was only an inch taller than Dezzie was, and he would be rather embarrassed if that didn't work.

They were courting. Courting! He'd done it! Several months late and not very eloquently, but he'd done it!

"For a second there, you had me worried."

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