Then she turned to retrace her steps.
"Shall we go back ?" she said.
He went back with her in silence till they reached the gate that led into the yard.

Then for a second he grasped her arm, detaining her.
"It is--'Yes ?'" he questioned.
She bent her head in acquiescence, not looking at him.

"Yes," she said, in a whisper.
And Fletcher let her go..