“Yes,” she confessed softly; “I knew and I told you to come.”
He still held her a little away from him as he gave a quick glance at the refined and artistic appointments of the room.
“There’s a good deal you will have to give up,” he told her. “You’re not afraid of our new and rugged country? But it has something to offer—and we need such people as you.”
“It’s going to be a great country before very long,” she answered gravely; “and I have no dread of it now. But—I gave my dearest—I think it owes me something in return.”
He drew her masterfully into his arms.
“It discharges all its debts. You must teach me how to pay you back in full measure; that’s my one big task. You’re giving so much freely; but, of course, I’m glad—I don’t want duty.”
“This isn’t duty,” she smiled; “it’s love!”
THE END