‘What do I know?’
‘You know that I am all love of you. As long as I am myself, I must love you. It was because I had no will of my own left, because I lived only in the thought of you day and night—’
Their lips met in a long silence.
‘I mustn’t stay past four o’clock,’ were Nancy’s next words. ‘I don’t like to be away long from the house. Father won’t ask me anything, but he knows I’m away somewhere, and I’m afraid it makes him angry with me.’ She examined the room. ‘How comfortable you are here! what a delightful old place to live in!’
‘Will you look at the other rooms?’
‘Not to-day—when I come again. I must say good-bye very soon—oh, see how the time goes! What a large library you have! You must let me look at all the books, when I have time.’
‘Let you? They are yours as much as mine.’
Her face brightened.
‘I should like to live here; how I should enjoy it after that hateful Grove Lane! Shall I live here with you some day?’
‘There wouldn’t be room for two. Why, your dresses would fill the whole place.’