"Oh if it's all you--!" "Well, it may not be 'all,'" she interrupted, "but it's to a great extent.

Really and truly," she added in a tone that was to take its place with him among things remembered.
"Then it's very wonderful." He smiled at her from a face that he felt as strained, and her own face for a moment kept him so.

At last she also got up.

"Well, don't you think that for that--" "I ought to save you ?" So it was that the way to meet her--and the way, as well, in a manner, to get off--came over him.

He heard himself use the exorbitant word, the very sound of which helped to determine his flight.