She was so interested in hearing and I in speaking that we let the sun go down before we thought of turning back.
The evening was cloudy, and it got on from dusk to dark by the time we approached the town again.

The housemaid was rather nervous at finding herself alone with me on the beach, and once or twice looked behind her distrustfully as we went on.

Suddenly she squeezed my hand hard, and said: "Let's get up on the cliff as fast as we can." The words were hardly out of her mouth before I heard footsteps behind me--a man came round quickly to my side, snatched me away from the girl, and, catching me up in his arms without a word, covered my face with kisses.

I knew he was crying, because my cheeks were instantly wet with his tears; but it was too dark for me to see who he was, or even how he was dressed.

He did not, I should think, hold me half a minute in his arms.