You are free to answer me or not, but your presence you must grant me.

We are in an ideal world remember.

We care nothing for all the sons and daughters of men.
You and I will spend this one day together between cloudless heaven and silent earth--a memory for lifetime.

At nightfall you will come out again, and meet me down by the sea, where you stood when I first saw you yesterday.' Rhoda made no reply.

She looked away from him at the black, deep water.
'What an opportunity,' he went on, raising his hand to point at the cottage, 'for saying the silliest of conceivable things!' 'What _might_ that be, I wonder ?' 'Why, that to dwell there together for the rest of our lives would be supreme felicity.