11/53 I want nothing but love." "But you let me go away for six months. I could never understand that." "I had to, George. I couldn't be mean even for you, could I ?" "Well, I don't know." His gaze dwelt on her moodily. "Sometimes I wonder if you haven't too much conscience in your body ?" Careless as were his words, they brought stinging tears to her eyes. Her throat ached with the longing to pour out her love; but it seemed to her suddenly that a wall of personality had risen between them, and that she could only beat blindly against the impenetrable mass that divided them. |