He was awakened (he could not have slept for more than fifteen minutes) by a tapping at his door, and his name spoken softly.

He went to the door and opened it.

It was Christine.

He thought she seemed pale, also that she seemed nervous; but her eyes were full of light and fire, and there was no mistaking the look in her face: it was all for him.

He set down her agitation to the adventure they were about to make together.