"I've only just come back," he went on.
"I know," she said.
"Oh! of course; that girl," jerking his head in the direction of the tea-table and laughing. "She told you. She's been here this afternoon, hasn't she? She chatters like anything. Don't you believe half she says."
There was another pause. The voices at the tea-table seemed to come from very far away.
Then he said roughly, moving a very little nearer to her:
"I'm glad you've come."
At that she raised her eyes, her cheeks flushed. She looked him full in the face, her head up. Her heart thundered in her breast. She felt as though she were at the beginning of some tremendous adventure—an adventure enthralling, magnificent—and perilous.