"But you will come to the park, won't you? Remember, it is our last day together."
"Not the last," she said, "the last but one. Yes, I will see you to-morrow. Now goodbye."
"May I not go upstairs with you?"
"No, Ulick, I cannot bring you up to my flat; it is too late."
"Then walk a little way."
"But if I were to accept that engagement do you think I could remain a Catholic?"
Ulick could see no difficulty, and begged of her to explain.
His question was not answered until they had passed many lamp-posts, and then as they retraced their steps she said:
"Travelling about with an opera company do you think I could go to
Mass, above all to Communion?"
"But you'll be on tour; nobody will know."