He murmured back: “Yes, quite comfy.”
Kneeling down, she laid her face beside his on the pillow. She could not help doing that; it made everything seem holy, cuddley, warm. His lips touched her nose. Her eyes, for just that instant, looked up into his, that were very dark and soft; then she got up.
“Would you like me to stay till you're asleep?”
“Yes; forever. But I shouldn't exactly sleep. Would you?”
In the darkness Nedda vehemently shook her head. Sleep! No! She would not sleep!
“Good night, then!”
“Good night, little dark angel!”
“Good night!” With that last whisper she slipped back to the door and noiselessly away.