She kissed him tenderly. "You see I love you, anyway." And he was surprised to see how sad and moved she looked, and he observed a sort of frightened gratitude in her eyes.
"She is easily satisfied," he said to himself.
"What are you thinking about?"
"You!"
She sighed. Then, "What time is it?"
"Half past ten."
"I must go. He is waiting for me. No, don't say anything—"
She passed her hands over her cheeks. He seized her
gently by the waist and kissed her, holding her thus enlaced until they were at the door.
"You will come again soon, won't you?"