She could feel his heart throbbing heavily in his breast.
"What are you thinking about ?" she asked.
The blaze in his eyes shuddered, became uncertain.
"I was thinking, all the while, I love you.

I have been obstinate." She sank her head on his breast.
"Yes," she answered.
"That's all," he said, and his voice seemed sure, and his mouth was kissing her throat.
Then she raised her head and looked into his eyes with her full gaze of love.

The blaze struggled, seemed to try to get away from her, and then was quenched.

He turned his head quickly aside.

It was a moment of anguish.
"Kiss me," she whispered.
He shut his eyes, and kissed her, and his arms folded her closer and closer.
When she walked home with him over the fields, he said: "I am glad I came back to you.