When he answered her his voice was very low.

He seemed to speak against his will.
"I--loved you." "Ah!" It was scarcely more than a breath uttering the words.

"And you never told me!" He was silent.
She raised herself at last and faced him.

Her hands were on his shoulders.

"Percival," she said, and there was a strange light shining in the eyes that he had dried.