"Brave?" she smiled. "I'm afraid--not. I----"
Her teeth chattered with the chill and reaction which he knew must come. And suddenly she sank more deeply into the shelter of his arms, her shoulders shaking.
"Tanya----!"
She reassured him with a laugh. "Oh, don't worry. I'm not going--to give--way!"
"Sh--dear. Presently you shall sleep. Tomorrow--today--we shall devise something. You love me?"
"As much as possible--in--four days,--my Philippe."
"I have loved you all my life, Princess Tatyana," he laughed.
"And yet you--you do not even know my name."
"I know what it's going to be."
"You have no curiosity?"