"I cannot wait.

Moreover, I have feasted,--yea, and drunk deep." His eyes were very bright, with an exaltation in them as of wine.
Mine, I felt, had the same light.

Indeed, we were both drunk with her laughter, her beauty, and her wit.

When he had kissed her hand, and I had followed him out of the house and down the bank, he broke the silence.
"Why she came to Virginia I do not know "-- "Nor care to ask," I said.
"Nor care to ask," he repeated, meeting my gaze.

"And I know neither her name nor her rank.