"Are you with some people?" she asked.
Le Breton thought of the desert kingdom he ruled alone, and he laughed. Then he kissed the little mouth so temptingly close to his own; a long, passionate caress that seemed to take all strength from the girl. Her head fell on his shoulder, and she lay limp within his arms, watching him in a vague, dreamy manner.
For a time there was silence. Le Breton sat with her pressed against his heart, as if to have her there were all-sufficient.
"I feel like Jonah," Pansy said presently. "All swallowed up. There seems to be nothing in the whole wide world now but you."
With a loving hand he caressed her silky curls.
"And I, Heart's Ease, want nothing but you, henceforth and forever."
Pansy snuggled closer to him.
"To think I'm sitting here on your knee," she whispered. "A week ago I didn't know there was any you. And now I only know your name and——"
She broke off, a blush deepening the roses on her cheeks.
"And what, my darling?" he asked tenderly.