"
Joy could scarcely imagine treating John like a hound. She was too
afraid of him, except once in a while when she had a burst of
daring. But, at any rate, if she went on the principle that John was
simple-minded and could always be depended on to think she felt the
way she acted, things would be lots easier.
"If only I can keep the courage!" she prayed.
But as to details. She would have to let John see enough of her to
want her about. But--not so much that he got tired of it.
"I wonder how much of me would tire him?" she said. Anyway--Joy
dimpled as she thought of it--he seemed to want to be the only one.
He didn't seem to want Clarence around. They all kept telling her
Clarence was a flirt--as if she wanted him to be anything else! It's
a comfort sometimes to know that a man can be depended on not to
have intentions.... Very well, she would try to make John jealous of
Clarence. Not enough to hurt him--it would be dreadful to hurt
him!--but enough to make herself valuable.
"It's going to be very hard," she decided, "because all I want is to
do just as he says and make everything as happy for him as I can.
Oh, dear, why are men like that!"
But she was fairly certain that they were. They were like that in
the books, and Gail had said so. Gail apparently knew.
"It'll be hard," she thought sadly. Then her face brightened. "But
it'll be fun! and if it works I'll be able to be as nice to John as
I want to all the rest of my life, and please him to my heart's
content.
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