And he, in turn, knew again the swimming sensation of bliss when he felt the contact of her hand in greeting.

The difference between them lay in that she was cool and self-possessed while his face flushed to the roots of the hair.

He stumbled with his old awkwardness after her, and his shoulders swung and lurched perilously.
Once they were seated in the living-room, he began to get on easily--more easily by far than he had expected.

She made it easy for him; and the gracious spirit with which she did it made him love her more madly than ever.

They talked first of the borrowed books, of the Swinburne he was devoted to, and of the Browning he did not understand; and she led the conversation on from subject to subject, while she pondered the problem of how she could be of help to him.