Her eyes had come back to her companion, who had immediately and triumphantly greeted it.

"Ah, there you are!" She broke the envelope then in silence, and for a minute, as with the message he himself had put before her, studied its contents without a sign.

He watched her without a question, and at last she looked up.
"I'll give you," she simply said, "what you ask." The expression of her face was strange--but since when had a woman's at moments of supreme surrender not a right to be?
He took it in with his own long look and his grateful silence--so that nothing more, for some instants, passed between them.

Their understanding sealed itself--he already felt that she had made him right.

But he was in presence too of the fact that Maggie had made HER so; and always, therefore, without Maggie, where, in fine, would he be?
She united them, brought them together as with the click of a silver spring, and, on the spot, with the vision of it, his eyes filled, Charlotte facing him meanwhile with her expression made still stranger by the blur of his gratitude.