"Enough to know the simpler joys are always the best, dear Jerry, and to love the Silent Places more than ever. And as for you, Jerry, there never was such a tinker before—"
"And never will be again!" I added.
"And so we mean to stay with you awhile, don't we, Peregrine?"
"Excellent!" said I. "We will shift camp to the old place—"
"The little wood beside the stream beyond Wyvelstoke," said Diana softly, "that dear place where Love found us—in the dawn—and you clasped the little locket about my neck, Peregrine."
"Which you don't wear now, Diana!"
"Which you shall put back—one day—soon, Peregrine."
"Why did you take it off, Diana?"
"Because!" she answered.
"Because of—what?" I persisted.