'Paul!'
XV.
Her divorce didn't carry with it the right to marry again. But she said, 'We can go on making believe we're married. Things one does in play are always so much nicer than real things.' And when he spoke of the 'world,' she answered, 'I have nothing to fear or to hope from the world. It has done its worst by me already.'
As they walked back to the house for luncheon, Paul looked into her face, and said, 'I can't believe my eyes, you know.'
She smiled and took his arm. 'J' t'aime tant,' she whispered.
'And now I can't believe my ears!'
And this would appear to be the end, but I suppose it can't be, for everybody says nowadays that nothing ever ends happily here below.