"I love you." He stood for a moment or two with his head bowed, the thrill of her hair against his face.

It was as if he was receiving some kind of a wonderful benediction.

And then in a voice that trembled a little she spoke to him.

Before he could see fully what was in her eyes she turned suddenly to the wall, took down his coat, and hung it over the window.
When he saw her face again it was gloriously flushed.

She pointed to the candles.
"No danger of that," he said, comprehending her.