"How do you feel?" She wheeled about and looked at him.
"As if there wasn't any need to say things. As if——"
She had turned back to the window. He went toward her.
"You've known all along!" he said.
He addressed the little locks gathered up under her cap.
He was quite near to her now.
"You knew—the first day I came—when I saw you—in father's room," he declared to the little locks of hair. "Didn't you?"
There was no reply.
"And every time I've seen you since!" he said exultingly. "And now that I've got you alone for a minute—you pretend——"
"I'm not pretending!" The shoulders shrugged a little.