“Yes, gone, and I did not know what to do. So I came to town, and—and I looked for you everywhere. Ah! you thought that I had forgotten you, as you had forgotten me.”
Her lovely face flushed, and she turned her dove-like eyes upon him, with a reproachful look in their depths.
“Forgotten him!”
“I cannot understand it,” he went on, drawing still nearer to her, his eyes eagerly scanning her face.
She smiled faintly. A great joy welled up in her heart, every nerve was tingling with happiness, she scarcely heard him. The words, “I have been searching for you,” rang in her ears.
“I scarcely understand it myself,” she said; “it seems like a dream.”
Jack glanced toward the bank. They had finished the packing, and would interrupt them in another minute.
“Where are you staying? You are on a visit?”
“I am staying with Mrs. Davenant,” said Una, in the same low voice.
Jack started, and the unlit pipe nearly fell from his hand.