"Is it a bargain?" she asked.
"Yes, it is a bargain," he answered simply. "I accept your condition."
"And you will give me your word of honour not to interfere during all that month?"
He put out his hand.
"Yes, you shall have your month. And now, Alice, can't we be friends once more? I've been brutal to you, I know," he said, bending over her. "I am sorry I lost my temper; try to understand me better. I am so tired of these old quarrels of ours. Won't you kiss me, Alice? It's so long since you kissed me, dear."
"Don't!" she murmured; "not now—I can't stand it. Let me thank you for your promise—won't that do?"
He turned from her with set lips and began to pace the floor.
Again her mood changed.
"I wish you'd sit down, Sam," she said. Her helpless tone had gone now. "You make me nervous walking up and down like a caged lion. Sit down—won't you, please?"
"I was thinking," he said.