She looked at him curiously. It was very nice, indeed, to know that a good man was in the habit of thinking of her so continuously. But——
"You should not think of me in church," she said.
"Of course not. I wouldn't if you were my wife. As it is, you creep into all my thoughts. You are in the prayer-book, in the Bible, in the Life of St. Dunstan, and of St. Thomas (of Canterbury), too. You are everywhere."
"Oh!" said Paula again. This was love indeed.
"But your vow?"
"I can explain that. Vowing under a misconception is not binding. That was the way I vowed."
"On purpose?" she asked, horrified.
"Oh, no. I thought I was doing right."
"Perhaps you were," she said. "If you were, this must be wrong."
"I have examined my own heart closely, very closely."