“Glad?”
“Yes, for it has taught you at last the strength of your wife’s love.”
He drew her to his heart, and kissed her, and there she clung for a time.
“Now listen,” he said, putting her from him. “We must be business-like.”
“Yes,” she said firmly.
“The old people must not have the least suspicion that we have any idea of leaving.”
“Might I not bid them good-bye?”
“No. That is, if we left. We may not have to go. If we do, it must be suddenly.”
“And in the meantime?”
“You must wait.”