After it, you and I will want to have a word together." He went out of the room quietly, leaving us together.

I clasped and kissed Margaret's hands, which she held out to me, and then drew her close to me, and our lips met for the first time.
I did not sleep much that night.

Happiness on the one side of my bed and Anxiety on the other kept sleep away.

But if I had anxious care, I had also happiness which had not equal in my life--or ever can have.
The night went by so quickly that the dawn seemed to rush on me, not stealing as is its wont.
Before nine o'clock I was at Kensington.

All anxiety seemed to float away like a cloud as I met Margaret, and saw that already the pallor of her face had given to the rich bloom which I knew.