And I expect we shall, too." "I don't think so," he said.

"If I thought that we should--" He broke off abruptly, frowning.
"Why, I don't believe you _want_ to meet me again!" exclaimed Diana, with a note in her voice like that of a hurt child.
"Oh, for that!" He shrugged his shoulders.

"If we could have what we wanted in this world! Though, I mustn't complain--I have had this hour.
And I wanted it!" he added, with a sudden intensity.
"So much that you propose to make it last you for the remainder of your life ?"--smiling.
"It will have to," he answered grimly.
After dinner they made their way back from the restaurant car to their compartment, and noticing that she looked rather white and tired, he suggested that she should tuck herself up on the seat and go to sleep.
"But supposing I didn't wake at the right time ?" she objected.

"I might be carried past my station and find myself heaven knows where in the small hours of the morning!.

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