Owen took the hand which rested on his shoulder, and pressed it to his lips. "It is very really I," he said, with his eyes fixed on her face in a tender rapture.
"It seems like a dream! So unexpected!"
"Unexpected! Why, you summoned me, and of course I am here!"
"Yes, it really does seem as if my note had been a spell to bring you across the seas."
"'Over seas, over mountains,
Love will find out the way!'
It doesn't alter that truth, that I happened to arrive in England only last night."
"Only last night! How strange it seems! And you never let me know——"
"Darling, by the time it was quite certain what day I should be in England, a letter would not have outstripped me. I got my orders by telegram. Oh, my love, what a long, long time it seems since I looked on your dear face!"
"Tell me all about yourself, Owen. I want to hear everything."
"So you shall. But you must explain first the meaning of your note. Tell me now—sit down here—what has happened?"