And now that I am properly introduced, don't you think-- ?" He hesitated a moment, then said, deliberately, "My name is Brian Kent." "That is an Irish name," she said quickly; "and that is why your hair is so nearly red and your eyes so blue." "Yes," he returned, "from my mother.

And please don't ask me more now, for I can't lie to you, and I won't tell you the truth." And she saw, again, the dark shadows of painful memories come into the blue eyes.
Bending over the bed, she laid her soft hand on his brow, and pushed back his heavy hair; and her sweet old voice was very low and gentle as she said: "My dear boy, I shall never ask you more.

The river brought you to me, and you are mine.

You must not even think of anything else, just now.

When you are stronger, and are ready, we will talk of your future; but of your past, you--" A loud knock sounded at the door of the living room.
"There is someone at the door," she said hastily.