Neither spoke for a space, as they stood, hand clasping hand, and in that space, brief as it was, she saw that they measured each other as completely as man ever measured man; and that it was not satisfaction alone, but something deeper and more wonderful to her, that began to show in their faces.

It was as if they had forgotten her presence in this meeting, and for a moment she, too, forgot that everything was not real.

Moved by an impulse that made her breath quicken, she darted to them and caught their two clasped hands in both her own.

Her face was glorious as she looked up at them.
"I'm glad, glad that you like each other," she cried softly.

"I knew that it would be so, because--" The master of Adare House had drawn her to him again.