"And you really care that much for me?"
"Why shouldn't I? Wouldn't anyone think of a friend, and his welfare?"
Only for an instant did Reynolds hesitate, while his heart beat wildly with hope. Then he caught the girl's hands in his, and looked longingly into her eyes.
"Glen, Glen!" he passionately cried, using her Christian name for the first time, "is it possible that you love me? I wanted to tell you of my love but I was afraid."
"Why, you did tell me," Glen whispered, making no effort to free her hands.
"I did! When?"
"Don't you remember that night at Glen West when we first sang together?"
"But I didn't say a word to you about my love."
"No, but you showed it in your face and manner. You know what you did."
"I kissed you; that was it."