"An impulse of the moment, which I shall always regret."
"Why did you let it go so far as to permit me to dine with you that memorable night?"
"A second impulse, equally regrettable."
"And why, after all had come to an apparent end, why did you send me that mask?"
She did not answer at once.
"Why?" he repeated.
"It is unanswerable. Truthfully, I do not know."
"Have you thought what all this might mean to me?" with warmth.
Again she was silent, but her eyes did not waver.
"When I heard your voice to-night I knew that doubt was no longer in my heart."