"So I have found you!" he said, and pushing past Martin and Doris he came across the room with outstretched hands.
Something was calling in the tone which words could not convey, and Joan could not answer. It was like hearing a voice where before there had been but echoes.
"I always knew that I would find you!"
Cameron had reached the girl on the floor; he bent and drew her to her feet. His eyes were laughing; he saw her effort to answer him; her seeking to—understand what he had already learned.
"It's—all right now," he comforted.
"Yes—of course!"
How futile were the words, but they opened the way for truth to flood in.
Joan, her hands still in Cameron's, her eyes clinging to his, murmured again, "Yes; of course—now!"
Then she turned to the two silent, amazed people in the doorway and, by some magic, they were making her realize that she was facing her Big Chance. Hers!
She must not be afraid. Fear was the only thing that could harm.