"We are neither of us children," she said; "you have all your life to think of.
We should be prudent." "Yes," said Durrance, with a sudden exasperation, "but the right kind of prudence.

The prudence which knows that it's worth while to dare a good deal." Ethne did not move.

She was leaning forward with her back towards him, so that he could see nothing of her face, and for a long while she remained in this attitude, quite silent and very still.

She asked a question at the last, and in a very low and gentle voice.
"Do you want me so very much ?" And before he could answer she turned quickly towards him.

"Try not to," she exclaimed earnestly.