But"-- she hesitated delicately--"I'm glad I didn't.

It's so much more simple and friendly to talk.

Now, what do you say ?" Paul rose and gripped his hands together and looked again into the fire.

"What can I say?
I could only go on my knees to you--and that--" "That would be beautifully romantic and entirely absurd," she laughed.
"Anyhow, it's settled.

Tomorrow we can discuss details." She rose and put out her hand.