"I can hardly tell you," she said—"But one thing I DO know—love would never hurt or wrong the thing it loved! Words, kisses, embraces—they are just the sweet outflow of a great deep!—but love is above and beyond all these, like an angel living with God!"
He was silent.
She came up to him and laid her little hand timidly on his arm.
"It is time we were quite sure of that angel, my Amadis!" she said—"We
ARE sure—but—"
He looked her full and quietly in the eyes.
"Yes, child!" he answered—"It is time! But I cannot talk about angels or anything else just now—it is growing late in the afternoon and you must not stay here too long. Come to-morrow or next day, and we'll consult together as to what is best to be done for your happiness—"
"For yours!" she interposed, gently.
He smiled, curiously.
"Very well! As you will! For mine!"