After one of those silences which are the peculiar delight of lovers, she drew a long breath and said: "I've got to go away, Sam.

I shan't see you again for a long time." "They heard about this morning?
They're sending you away ?" "No--I'm going.

They feel that I'm a disgrace and a drag.

So I can't stay." "But--you've _got_ to stay!" protested Sam.

In wild alarm he suspected she was preparing to make him elope with her--and he did not know to what length of folly his infatuation might whirl him.