Whatever qualms there might have been at the beginning of our love-making, or during the progress of it, did not now exist.

We had exchanged vows and confidences, and acknowledged our loves.

What, then, could there be of distrust, or even doubt, that the present might not set at naught?
But even had there been such doubts or qualms, they must have disappeared in the ardour of our mutual embrace.

I was by now mad for her, and was content to be so mad.
When she had breath to speak after the strictness of our embrace, she said: "I have come to warn you to be more than ever careful." It was, I confess, a pang to me, who thought only of love, to hear that anything else should have been the initiative power of her coming, even though it had been her concern for my own safety.

I could not but notice the bitter note of chagrin in my voice as I answered: "It was for love's sake that _I_ came." She, too, evidently felt the undercurrent of pain, for she said quickly: "Ah, dearest, I, too, came for love's sake.