Suddenly he stood erect, and jerked out his watch.
“Heavens!” he cried. “It’s half-past ten!”
She tried to control herself then, and sitting up, began to wipe her eyes.
“Sweetheart,” he said, “I must go now. I should have been in the Senate at ten o’clock; I hate to leave you, but I’ll explain everything when I get back.”
He waited an instant, then he went on:
“Aren’t you going to say ‘Good bye’?”
Amelia got up.
“I’ll go, too,” she said. She was still catching little sobs in her throat, now and then. Vernon looked at her in some surprise.
“Why—” he began, incredulously.
She must have divined his surprise.