'Philippa,' he says in a low tone, 'I have tried so hard to think badly of you, but to-day you looked so kindly at me, you did not do it for nothing, did you, Lippa tell me, will you bid me go away a second time? I am not rich, but I might sell out and get some more remunerative employment, and if you only knew how I love you—'
Miss Seaton has risen, her head bent down and slightly averted from her lover's ardent gaze. 'I—er—I,' she begins then pauses, and not knowing what to say she looks up, makes a step forward and is in Jimmy's arms.
'Oh,' she says, 'I thought it would all come right at last.'
'Dearest,' says he, 'tell me why were you so cruel before; you can't think what I've suffered?'
'So have I,' is the reply.
'But what made you do like that?'
'It's a long story, so don't you think we might as well sit—'
'Sweetheart,' is all he says pressing his lips to her brow.
And then Philippa explains all, for quite half-an-hour they remain alone, and then George, thinking they have been long enough together (he having come in and retired again unobserved in a very inauspicious moment) opens the door, at the same time giving vent to a very loud and prolonged cough.