"I cannot tell you!"
"You can—you must!"
His face was almost fierce in the wan light, and his eyes were glowing.
"Not now; not yet."
There was a note of sadness in her voice, and her eyes fell.
Glenning took her hand, and came closer to her.
"Little girl, I must know!"
She looked up, and her brave, truthful eyes met his squarely.
"There is yet something in the way," she said, smiling as through pain, "before you may—"
"What is it?" he broke in, eagerly. "Speak!"