She was drawing to the end. There were only "Set me as a seal upon thine heart," "How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince's daughter," to come; and, above all, the verse which began with words so singularly appropriate to this day's adventures: "Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field." But when she came to the lines:
"Let us see if the vine flourish, whether the tender grape appear, and the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee ..."
her breath failed her and she could not go on.
"Why have you stopped singing?" she heard him ask.
There was a buzzing of bees and a ringing of bells in her ears.
"Be brave!" a voice shouted within her; "be brave, or you will lose him for ever."
But at that moment she felt two trembling lips seeking hers, and then it was all over with thoughts of being brave.
Midnight was long past when the boat at last put in to the shore. The bathing pavilion was dark and deserted, but in the hotel lights still glimmered.
In extreme trepidation they rang the bell.