Ludwell, to hold the woman that you love in your arms, close, close--" "I can guess 'twas bliss.

And then ?" "Heaven still--only quieter.

We went back to the bench under the catalpa." "Happy tree! And I never thought it a poetic growth--the flowers are so sticky! Now Unity shall plant one at Greenwood." "'Unity'! Isn't it sweet to say just 'Unity' ?" The other laughed again.

"I think you are a very satisfactory lover! And when's the marriage, Fair ?" "Not for a whole year--she won't marry me for a whole year to come!" "Why, that's too long," said the elder kindly.

"What reason ?" "Time to say farewell.