"You didn't—kiss me!" she said, wonderingly.
"You were so—helpless!" said Barnabas. "And I honor you because it was—your brother."
"Ah! but you doubted me first, you thought I came here to meet that—beast!"
"Forgive me," said Barnabas, humbly.
"Why should I?"
"Because I love you."
"So many men have told me that," she sighed.
"But I," said Barnabas, "I am the last, and it is written 'the last shall be first,' and I love you because you are passionate, and pure, and very brave."
"Love!" she exclaimed, "so soon; you have seen me only once!"
"Yes," he nodded, "it is, therefore, to be expected that I shall worship you also—in due season."