"Yes."
A marked pause. She did not interrupt it. Discouraged, he lamely continued: "Still, I'm glad you've changed your point of view about men and women. It's something to find out that marriage, like adversity, has its uses."
"Robert, what I've found out is that marriage, like honesty, may be the best policy. I've learned that woman cannot live by principle alone."
"I protest I never urged it."
"No. And if it's the least satisfaction to you, I'll admit that I don't intend to repeat any of my Kips Bay experiments—free love, outlawry, and so on—you know the sort of thing. Why should I? There are few moments in the old Lorillard tenement life that I regret; yet there are none that I'd live over again."
"None?"
"Not one. Wait. There is a single moment—it just occurs to me—it was so like this one—"
"Like this one?"
"Yes, 'when my heart was a free and a fetterless thing, a wave—'"
The line was completed without words, Robert, swept away by her enchantment, having seized heir in his arms and kissed her.