"Can't you believe what you see ?" She crept under his arm.

"It was so sudden!" she murmured.

"When I am not with you my heart fails me.

How can I be sure ?" He undertook to assure her with what eloquence his heart lent his tongue.

The feeling was rarer than the words.
"How wonderful," said Ambrose dreamily, "for two to feel the same toward each other! I always thought that women, well, just allowed men to love them." "You dear innocent!" she whispered.