"So did I," answered Gabriel in a low, nervous voice. "Nurse Macdonald——" He stopped abruptly.
"What? What did she say?"
"Oh—nothing. She has told me things—they would frighten you, dear. Come, it is growing chilly." He rose, but Evelyn held his hand in both of hers, still sitting and looking up into his face.
"But we shall be married, just the same—Gabriel! Say that we shall!"
"Of course, darling—of course. But while my father is so very ill, it is impossible——"
"O Gabriel, Gabriel, dear! I wish we were married now!" cried Evelyn in sudden distress. "I know that something will prevent it and keep us apart."
"Nothing shall!"
"Nothing?"
"Nothing human," said Gabriel Ockram, as she drew him down to her.