You say I am free.

Am I free ?" She nodded, still with her eyes on his.

"I have--no claim on you," she whispered, brokenly.
His hands tightened; he brought her nearer to him.

"And when that dream of yours comes true," he said, "what then?
What then ?" Her face quivered painfully at the question.

She swallowed once or twice spasmodically, like a hurt child trying not to cry.
"That's--nobody's business but mine," she said.
A very curious smile drew Merryon's mouth.