That's why I have come now." Beside the window a dark curtain blew forward a little, bulged as though some one were behind it, thinned again in the pale dim shadows of a moon that, beyond the window, fought with driving clouds.

That curtain would--how many ages ago!--have tightened young John's heart with terror, and the contrast made by his present slim indifference drew him, in some warm, confiding fashion, closer to his visitor.
"Anyway, I'm jolly glad you've come now.

I haven't really forgotten you, ever.

Only in the day-time----" "Oh, yes, you have," his Friend said, smiling.

"It's natural enough and right that you should.