Valancy yawned.

“You sound like a revival meeting,” she said. “You really do.”

“If you will come back — ”

“All will be forgiven.”

“Yes,” said Olive eagerly. Wouldn’t it be splendid if she could induce the prodigal daughter to return? “We’ll never cast it up to you. Doss, there are nights when I cannot sleep for thinking of you.”

“And me having the time of my life,” said Valancy, laughing.

“Doss, I can’t believe you’re bad. I’ve always said you couldn’t be bad — ”

“I don’t believe I can be,”