"I didn't know that you wanted me to do that, or that—that we were to—to begin again."
"Of course we shall begin again. What made you think we shouldn't?"
"I didn't think so. I simply didn't know."
"Did Alice Mountney, or Wolf, tell you anything?"
There was a curious significance in the tone, but I let it pass.
"Only that you'd—you'd given me up."
"What else could I do?"
We were sitting half turned toward each other on one of the library sofas, and I seized both her hands.
"But now that I'm back, Vio, are you—are you—glad?"
Though she allowed her hands to remain in mine there was a flash of the black-opal fire.