"Such as this could never be home to you?"
"This? Never," she replied positively.
"I'm sorry. Will you ever think of me?" He waited. She averted her eyes and said nothing.
"Will you write to me?" he urged.
"What for?"
"I'd like to hear of you and from you. Will you?"
"Just to laugh at me spellin'?"
"Peg!" He drew near to her.
"Sir Gerald!" she corrected him and drew a little away. "Peg, my dear!" He took both of her hands in his and bent over her.
Just for a moment was Peg tempted to yield to the embrace.