"The sun will go down soon.

I must hurry," she thought; yet she stood there, without moving, looking out on the monument and the sky.

For a moment she gazed in silence; then turning quickly, she glanced with smiling eyes about the small, stiffly furnished room, with the leather chairs and couch and the business looking writing-table in the centre of the floor.
"How comfortable you look here," she observed lightly, "and how business-like." "Yes, I work here a good deal in the evenings." He turned a chair toward the window, and when she sat down, he remained for a minute still standing, with his hand on the back of the chair, smiling thoughtfully not at her, but at the disarray on his desk.

The glow of pleasure which the sight of her had brought was still in his face; and she thought that she had never seen him so nearly good-looking.

It occurred to her now, as it had done so often before, that in the hour of trouble he would be like a rock to lean on.