Please listen: even apart from this, it would be quite silly and could end nowhere." He caught at her hand again, and she let it lie in his.
"Nowhere," she repeated, and, lifting her head, nodded twice.

Her eyes were brimming.
"But if you love me ?" he began.
She waited a moment, but he did not finish.

"Ah! there it is, you see: you cannot finish.

I was afraid to meet you to-day; but now I am glad, because we can talk about it once and for all.

Charles"-- she hesitated over the name--"dear, I have been thinking.