Her grave eyes met his in one luminous moment.
"My heart," he heard her whisper. "That is yours also, Monsieur Rowlan'."
Then he kissed her lips.
"Philippe," he corrected gently.
And with a smile she repeated, "Philippe."
"Had you thought that I would come for you?"
"I--I didn't know what to think. It--it seemed impossible that you would dare venture into Germany. I had no hope of anyone else. I have been so frightened for you--so guilty in my conscience----"
"Why?"
"Because it was I who brought you into all this trouble. The vault! The horror of it! Picard reached Shestov in time?"