"Ray!" Her voice was almost stern, and he turned to look at her half with amusement, half with apprehension. "Expect nothing. Enjoy yourself to-day."
"But how can I enjoy myself to-day unless I am made to understand that there is something I may expect from you? Circumstances have kept us playing fast and loose long enough. Can't we come to an understanding, Kate?"
Kate stopped to look in a florist's window and fixed her eyes upon a vast bouquet of pale pink roses.
"Do say something," he said after a time. "Shall I speak from the heart?"
"Oh, yes, please." He drew his breath in sharply between his teeth.
"Well, then, I'm not ready to give up my free life, Ray. I can't seem to see my way to relinquishing any part of my liberty. I think you know why. I've told you everything in my letters. I feel too experimental to settle down."
"You don't love me!"
"Did I ever say I did?"
"You gave me to understand that you might."
"You wanted me to try."