He held out his arms to her.
"My darling," he said. "I knew on the first day I saw you here."
She knelt down beside him with a quick, impulsive movement.
"You—knew!" she gasped incredulously.
He smiled at her with great tenderness.
"I knew," he said, "and I wondered—how I wondered—what you had come for!"
"I only came to be a friend," she broke in hastily, "to—to try to help you through your bad time."
"I guessed it must be that," he said softly over her bowed head, "when you said 'No' to me yesterday."
"But you didn't tell me you cared," protested Molly.
"No," he said. "I was so horribly afraid that you might take me out of pity, Molly."