He put his arm round her. Ah! this, she felt, was real love—it wrapped her round, it lifted her off her feet.
'But now, Aylmer, we mustn't meet, for a long time.'
'But, why not? What is it? Something has happened!'
'Aylmer, I needn't keep my promise now.'
'What do you mean?'
'Aylmer, Bruce wants to leave me. He's going to leave me—to desert me.
And the children, too.'
'What! Do you mean—Do you mean—like before?'
'Yes. But this time he won't come back. And he wants me to divorce him.
And—this time—I shall!'
'Edith! And do you mean—will he want to marry again?'
'Yes, of course! And she'll take care of him—he'll be all right.'