Then the thought of any one else seeing Carter as she had seen him before drove the fear back, and she resolutely opened the gate and went forward.
At her first touch Carter started up wildly and pushed her from him.
"You said you wouldn't give me up; you promised," he said.
"I know it, Carter.

I'll help you, dear.

Don't be so afraid! Nobody shall see you.

Put your arm on my shoulder--there! Step down a little farther!" With all her slight strength she supported and helped him, the keen wind blowing her long, thin dress about them both, and the lace falling back from her arms, leaving them bare to the elbow.
Half-way up the walk he broke away from her and cried out: "I'll have to go away.

It's dangerous for me to stay here an hour." "Yes, Carter dear, I know.