She could see there was something different, and then she saw that he was hurrying unusually and then that he limped.
He gestured to her, and she walked towards him.

His face became clearer, and she saw with infinite concern that he winced at every stride.
She ran towards him, her mind full of questions and vague fear.

He drew near to her and spoke without a greeting.
"Are we to part ?" he panted.
"No," she answered.

"Why?
What is the matter ?" "But if we do not part--! It is _now_." "What is the matter ?" "I do not want to part," he said.

"Only--" He broke off abruptly to ask, "You will not part from me ?" She met his eyes with a steadfast look.