"We must part," said David.
"Yes; but we shall meet to-morrow."
"We shall meet to-morrow."
"You are sure?"
"I am sure."
"You will not change your mind?"
"I could not if I would."
"Good-bye."
"Good-bye."
At the touch of their hands their young hearts were swayed by tender and tumultuous feelings. A too strong pressure startled them, and they loosened their grasp. The sun sank behind the hill. The shadows that fell upon their faces awakened them from their dreams. Again they said goodbye and reluctantly parted. Once they stopped and, turning, waved their hands; and the next moment Pepeeta entered the road which led her out of sight.