The Skylark of Space by E. E. Smith (books like beach read .TXT) 📕

hot as this I sure would like to dive into a good cold tank. How do you feel after all this excitement, Dottie? Up to standard?”

“I’m scared purple,” she replied, nestling against him, “or, at least, if not exactly scared, I’m apprehensive and nervous. I always thought I had good nerves, but everything here is so horrible and unreal, that I can’t help but feel it. When I’m with you I really enjoy the experience, but when I’m alone or with Peggy, especially in the sleeping-period, which is so awfully long and when it seems that something terrible is going to happen every minute, my mind goes off in spite of me into thoughts of what may happen. Why, last night, Peggy and I just huddled up to each other in a ghastly yellow funk⁠—dreading we knew not what⁠—the two of us slept hardly at all.”

“I’m sorry, little girl,” replied Seaton, embracing her tenderly, “sorrier than I can say. I know that your nerves are all right, but you haven’t roughed it enough, or lived in strange environments enough, to be able to feel at home. The reason you feel safer with me is that I feel perfectly at home here myself, not that your nerves are going to pieces or anything like that. It won’t be for long, though, sweetheart⁠—as soon as we get the chariot fixed up we’ll beat it back to the Earth so fast it’ll make your head spin.”

“Yes, I think that’s the reason, lover. I hope you won’t think I’m a clinging vine, but I can’t help being afraid of something here every time I’m away from you. You’re so self-reliant, so perfectly at ease here, that it makes me feel the same way.”

“I am perfectly at ease. There’s nothing to be afraid of. I’ve been in hundreds of worse places, right on Earth. I sure wish I could be with you all the time, sweetheart girl⁠—only you can understand just how much I wish it⁠—but, as I said before, it won’t be long until we can be together all the time.”

Dorothy pushed him into his room, followed him within it, closed the door, and put both hands on his arm.

“Dick, sweetheart,” she whispered, while a hot blush suffused her face, “you’re not as dumb as I thought you were⁠—you’re dumber! But if you simply won’t say it, I will. Don’t you know that a marriage that is legal where it is performed is legal anywhere, and that no law says that the marriage must be performed upon the Earth?”

He pressed her to his heart in a mighty embrace, and his low voice showed in every vibration the depth of the feeling he held for the beautiful woman in his arms as he replied:

“I never thought of that, sweetheart, and I wouldn’t have dared mention it if I had. You’re so far away from your family and your friends that it would seem⁠ ⁠…”

“It wouldn’t seem anything of the kind,” she broke in earnestly. “Don’t you see, you big, dense, wonderful man, that it is the only thing to do? We need each other, or at least, I need you, so much now⁠ ⁠…”

“Say ‘each other’; it’s right,” declared her lover with fervor.

“It’s foolish to wait. Mother would like to have seen me married, of course; but there will be great advantages, even on that side. A grand wedding, of the kind we would simply have to have in Washington, doesn’t appeal to me any more than it does to you⁠—and it would bore you to extinction. Dad would hate it, too⁠—it’s better all around to be married here.”

Seaton, who had been trying to speak, silenced her.

“I’m convinced, Dottie, have been ever since the first word. If you can see it that way I’m so glad that I can’t express it. I’ve been scared stiff every time I thought of our wedding. I’ll speak to the Karfedix the first thing in the morning, and we’ll be married tomorrow⁠—or rather today, since it is past the zero kam,” as he glanced at the chronometer upon his wrist, which, driven by wireless impulses from the master-clock in the national observatory, was clicking off the darkamo with an almost inaudible purr of its smoothly-revolving segments.

“How would it be to wake him up and have it done now?”

“Oh, Dick, be reasonable! That would never do. Tomorrow will be most awfully sudden, as it is! And Dick, please speak to Martin, will you? Peggy’s even more scared than I am, and Martin, the dear old stupid, is even less likely to suggest such a thing as this kind of a wedding than you are. Peggy’s afraid to suggest it to him.”

“Woman!” he said in mock sternness, “Is this a put-up job?”

“It certainly is. Did you think I had nerve enough to do it without help?”

Seaton turned and opened the door.

“Mart! Bring Peggy over here!” he called, as he led Dorothy back into the girls’ room.

“Heavens, Dick, be careful! You’ll spoil the whole thing!”

“No, I won’t. Leave it to me⁠—I bashfully admit that I’m a regular bearcat at this diplomatic stuff. Watch my smoke!”

“Folks,” he said, when the four were together, “Dottie and I have been talking things over, and we’ve decided that today’s the best possible date for a wedding. Dottie’s afraid of these long, daylight nights, and I admit that I’d sleep a lot sounder if I knew where she was all the time instead of only part of it. She says she’s willing, provided you folks see it the same way and make it double. How about it?”

Margaret blushed furiously and Crane’s lean, handsome face assumed a darker color as he replied:

“A marriage here would, of course, be legal anywhere, provided we have a certificate, and we could be married again upon our return if we think it desirable. It might look as though we were taking an unfair advantage of the girls, Dick, but considering all the circumstances, I think it would be the best thing for everyone concerned.”

He