Will you come ?" She offered him her hand, so childishly confident, so free of her old restraint now, that he took it without a word and fell in at her side.
He had rushed to her tumultuously.

On his lips had been a hundred things that he had wanted to say.

He had meant to claim her in the full ardour of his love--and now, quietly, without effort, she had worked a wonderful change in him.

It was as if their experience had not happened yesterday, but yesteryear; and the calm, sweet yielding of her lips to him again, the warm pressure of her hand, the illimitable faith in him that shone in her eyes, filled him with emotions which for a space made him speechless.

It was as if some wonderful spirit had come to them while they slept, so that now there was no necessity for explanation or speech.