He laid down his implements, and approached the table by which she stood.
"Do you understand," he asked, "what is meant when one says of a man that he is a Bohemian?"
"I think so."
"You know pretty well what may be fairly expected of him, and what must not be expected?"
"I believe so."
"Do you think you could possibly share the home of such a man?"
"I think I could."
"Then suppose you take off your hat and your mantle, or whatever it's called, and make an experiment—see if you can feel at home here."
She did so. Whilst laying the things aside, she heard him step up to her, till he was very close. Then she turned, and his arms were about her, and his heart beating against hers.