“And you have left your room——”
“To see you.”
The engineer wrapped his arms around her to protect her from the cold, but it was not enough.
“Wait,” he said quickly, rising. “I am going to my room to bring my travelling rug.”
“Put out the light, Pepe.”
Rey had left the lamp burning in his room, through the door of which issued a faint streak of light, illuminating the hall. He returned in an instant. The darkness was now profound. Groping his way along the wall he reached the spot where his cousin was sitting, and wrapped the rug carefully around her.
“You are comfortable now, my child.”
“Yes, so comfortable! With you!”
“With me—and forever!” exclaimed the young man, with exaltation.
But he observed that she was releasing herself from his arms and was rising.