Hayter's news brought him face to face with that inner problem which had so suddenly become the dominant factor in his life.

For the first time he knew what love was.
He felt the wonder of it, the far-reaching possibilities, the strange idealism called so unexpectedly into being.

He recognized the vagaries of Philippa's disposition, and yet, during the last few days, he had convinced himself that she was beginning to care.

Her strained relations with her husband had been, without a doubt, her first incentive towards the acceptance of his proffered devotion.

Now he told himself with eager hopefulness that some portion of it, however minute, must be for his own sake.