At a little before noon the next morning he knocked at her door, and was told to enter. "I didn't go out after all," she said. "I hadn't courage to face the sun."
"I saw that you were not in the garden."
"If I could have found you I would have told you that I should be here all the morning. I might have sent you a message, only—only I didn't."
"I have come—"
"I know why you have come."
"I doubt that. I have come to tell you that I love you."
"Oh Phineas;—at last, at last!" And in a moment she was in his arms.
It seemed to him that from that moment all the explanations, and all the statements, and most of the assurances were made by her and not by him. After this first embrace he found himself seated beside her, holding her hand. "I do not know that I am right," said he.
"Why not right?"
"Because you are rich and I have nothing."