"Feel--go on. I want to hear that very, very much."
"I feel as if I were just as much married to you now as I ever could be."
"And that is how I have felt ever since the day, when I hardly knew you,
when you suddenly came into my life--my real, inner life where no one had
been before--and sat down and at once made it look as if it were your home.
And the place that had been lonely was lonely no more, and has not been
since."
She put her hand in his and he saw that there were tears in her eyes.
"What is it?" he asked.
"Only that--that I am so happy. It--it frightens me. It seems so like a
dream."
"It's going to be a long, long dream, isn't it?" He lifted her hand and
kissed it, then put it down in her lap again gently as if he feared a
sudden movement might awaken them. "Perhaps it had better be at Mrs.
Carnarvon's house--some morning just before luncheon and we could go
quietly away afterward."
"Yes--and--tell me," she said, "wouldn't it be better for us not to go far
away--and not to stay long? It seems to me that I most want to begin--begin
our life together just as it will be."
"Are you afraid you wouldn't know what to do with me if I were idling about
all day long?"
"Not exactly that. But I'd rather not take a vacation until we had earned
it together.
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