"Everything. Yours are light blue in the sunlight, and dark blue at night."
"I feel as if I ought to apologize. But I don't think I shall; it wasn't my fault."
"I don't insist," said he. "But I insist on knowing one thing. When?"
"When? What do you mean?" she asked.
"Look me in the face, and say you don't know."
Edith laughed—a happy little quiver of a laugh that she had never heard yet.
"I could if I liked," she said. "But I don't choose to. If you mean——"
"That is exactly what I mean."
"How can you know before I have said it?" she asked.
"I can. Do say what I mean."