"Then let us go. There are such crowds on the streets that we can easily lose ourselves."
"Bob will hunt for you, Grace, if he gets back with Abbott before ourtrain leaves. Miss Sapphira said she was looking for him any minute, and that was a good while ago."
"If you can't keep him from finding me," Grace said, "let him find. I do not consider that I am acting in the wrong. When people are not bound, they are free; and if they are free, they have the right to be happy, if at the same time, while being happy together, they can be doing good."
"Still," said Gregory, looking over the railing, "you know it would look—it would look bad, darling."
"This is the beginning of our lives," she said, with sudden joy.
"And if Bob sees me with you, Grace, after what he knows, you can guess that something very unpleasant would—"
Grace drew back, to look searchingly into his face. "Mr. Gregory," she said slowly, "you make difficulties."
He met her eyes, and his blood danced. "I make difficulties? No! Grace, you have made me the happiest man in the world. Yes, our lives begin with this night—our real lives. Grace, you're the best woman that ever lived!"