His hand slipped suddenly down from her hair and clasped on both of hers where they lay in her lap. His voice as he spoke was deep with emotion. It thrilled her to the depths. She felt the hot pulses in his hand leaping and throbbing. His words were very simple, as became a matter so vital. Deepest feeling needs no garnishment.
"Dearest, you have honoured me with your trust and love"—— Her hands turned and clasped his fervently.
"Every hair of your head is precious to me. I would not knowingly offend your feelings in any smallest thing.... We are here, cut off from our kind, it may be, for ever.... We are as alone here with God, as Adam and Eve were in The Garden.... You make my Paradise. You can perfect it.... Will you?..."
And for answer she put up her arms, and drew down his face, and kissed him passionately, and clung to him as if she would never let him go.
"I thank God for so precious a gift," he said, clasping her to him so that she felt his heart pounding inside as furiously as her own.
"Heart ... soul ... body ... all yours!" she whispered, and he kissed her hair, because her face was hidden, and clasped her closer still.
"It is the ordained crown of our love," he said presently, when their first blinding whirl of emotion was over. "I cannot see that we offend any law of man's, for here we are beyond the law. God's law we are surely keeping.... And, so as not to act on simple impulse I have thought that we would let another month go by before..." and he kissed her rosy face again.
"But why?"
"Perhaps you have not thought it all out as I have——"
"But I have ... I knew it must be so...." and the joy in him was very great.