"I know, I know," she answered. "Kiss me, dear."
Their lips met in a caress of tenderness. When she spoke again she said: "Dear love, I never felt before how much you care."
"I never realized before. I'm beginning to realize. You won't be long about arranging the divorce?"
"You must not get impatient—or misunderstand—if I'm longer than you expect."
"I'll not misunderstand."
"There's Winchie, you know. I must have Winchie."
"Yes, indeed. You'll accomplish it," he said confidently. "Be careful not to tell him too much. Even if he doesn't really love you, there's his vanity. And that's often stronger in a man than anything else."
"I'll not forget what's at stake.... He suspects that you love me."
"I was afraid so, and this evening I told him I was engaged. He looked astounded."
"I can tell him that I love you, and he will think— No—no—what am I saying? Lies, always lies! ... I'll do the best I can, Basil."