"Wait till to-morrow.

You shall have an answer to-morrow.

You are quite right.
I've been thinking so myself.

It is no use to put it off any longer." He spoke to her once or twice after this, but she was gazing out through the window into the darkening sky, and did not seem to hear him.

He rose to go, and had already reached the hail, when she called him-- "Come back a moment Henry." He came back.
"I want you to kiss me," she said.
She was standing in the middle of the room.