"Into the gold?" he asked, in loving banter.
"Yes," she answered bravely. "Haven't we found the way now?"
"It may be hard to keep it."
"We shall be together—you and I. And more than you and me. And—and—well, I intend to be unreasonable again just for this evening! I'll expect everything, and demand everything, and dream everything again, just for to-night—just for to-night, Grantley!"
She ended in a merry laugh, as she stood opposite him with dancing eyes.
"You're always thorough. I was afraid you were going to be a bit too thorough with those delusions. Need we make quite so clean a sweep of them?"
"As if I ever should!" Sibylla sighed.
"Perhaps we've been doing one or two of them a little injustice?" he suggested.
"We'll let them stay a little bit and see if they can clear their characters," said she. "There might be one great truth hidden among them."
"I rather fancy there is," said Grantley Imason, "and we'll have the fellow out of his disguise."