"Joanne," he whispered, holding her two hands against his breast, "you are not afraid?"
"No, I am not afraid."
"And you know——"
"Yes, I know," and she leaned forward so that her head lay partly against their clasped hands and partly upon his breast.
"And you love me, Joanne?"
"As I never dreamed that I should love a man, John Aldous," she whispered.
"And yet it has been but two days——"
"And I have lived an eternity," he heard her lips speak softly.
"You would be my wife?"
"Yes."