human
Wild --King. What was she going to do? What had she promised Stepper that day on the way to the train? It all came back to her like a scene on the screen--the busy streets--the feel of the wheel in her hands again--Stepper's slow voice--
gpt
But, if the worst should be true, if the boy really has gone to pieces, you won't marry him? And her own words--
human
No; if Jimsy should be--like his father--I wouldn't marry him, Stepper. There shouldn't be any _more_ 'Wild Kings.'
gpt
I do believe you, Jimsy. I'll never stop believing you!