"I was waiting for you, for I felt that you would come.

I only came in from the terrace when I saw you coming, lest you might fear that anyone might see us.

That is not possible, but I thought you wished that I should be careful." "I did--I do," she answered in a low, sweet voice, but very firmly.

"But never avoid precaution.

There is nothing that may not happen here.
There may be eyes where we least expect--or suspect them." As she spoke the last words solemnly and in a low whisper, she was entering the room.
I closed the glass door and bolted it, rolled back the steel grille, and pulled the heavy curtain.