"My dear!" he stammered. "My dear——"
"Oh then you know that I am that?" she cried.
"I have known it for months!"
She made a little movement that brought her closer to him, and yielding to the surging impulse in his heart, he threw an arm round her.
"If you die——" she began, and broke off as a gust of smoke rolled over them.
"I think it is very likely," he answered. "But I am glad to have had this moment."
He stooped and kissed her, and a sob came from her.
"I shall die too!" she said. "We will die together—but it would have been splendid to live."
"But you will live," he said. "You must live. There is no need that you should die."
"But what shall I live for?" she cried. "And why am I to be spared? Have you thought of that?"