And there was the merest film of moisture upon the lovely eyes that were fixed so frankly upon his own.
"I can only answer for myself," he said, catching her mood. "I shall love you till I die."
"Whatever I do?"
"Even if you give me up."
"That's the one thing I shall never do, dearest."
"God bless you for saying it, Moya. If I knew what I have ever done or can do to deserve you!"
"Don't, dear ... you little dream ... but you will know me by and by."
"Please Heaven!"
And he leant and kissed her with all his might.
"Meanwhile—let us promise each other—there shall be no clouds between us while I am up here this week!"