"I should like to tell mother."
"No, no! Believe me that would be a blunder. She would tell him. For the moment we must love secretly."
She sighed deliciously.
"It does sound exciting and romantic. Of course you know best."
"I do!" he replied grimly. "I know that I shall have to fight for you. I mean to fight. You'll see. But we must be extra careful. A look——! We can write to each other."
Her smooth forehead puckered.
"Can we? Father always deals out the letters. He would think nothing of opening mine if he suspected."
"I have a plan."
"What! You have made plans? You were sure of me?"
"No, no! Never sure. Torn in two, I was, between hope and fear, but I made plans all the same. Look here, we can use that lac cabinet as a pillar-box."