She smiled and nodded her head in assent.
“And I never dreamed it possible!”
He looked at her as though in a trance.
“Yes, I will confess now. You have confessed to me. My fortune came direct from my grandmother, who willed me her farm on which the oil was discovered. My father’s fortune is worth perhaps five hundred thousand dollars. Mine was worth about two million dollars. I have given one to you. I may give you the other if you ask it. One was all you asked.”
Again he took her to his heart.
“I have misread the message. Such love is in itself divine, and its own defense. You are mine by the higher law of life. I will not give you up—you are mine, mine! I will defy the world. I loved my child-wife. I was honest then. I will be honest now. I loved as a boy loves. Now I am a man, with a man’s fierce passions, and you are the answer—strength calling to strength, deep answering unto deep! Your eyes, my darling, flash the beauty of every flower that blooms and every star of the sky; in your hair is the rose’s breath and the golden glory of the sun! I will not live with one woman and love another.”
And the twilight deepened into night while they held each other’s hands and smiled into each other’s faces.