“Came away. I am not sure that I quite understand you. Came away for how long?”
“I am never going back there,” she replied, “never in my life.”
“And—and you came to me?”
“Yes.”
“Lola! Do you know what that means?”
“I—I thought it would mean that you would be glad to see me.”
He was far from being a good man. He had done his best to bring this very thing about, but now that it had come some little spark of manhood in him made him hesitate. He did not speak for a moment, and when he did it was in a voice more serious than any of his friends would have recognized.
“I am married, Lola; you know that, but my lawyers are fixing things, and before long I expect to get a divorce. Will you come to me now, and let me take you away from all this mess, and marry me just as soon as things are arranged?”
“Are you sure you want me, Dick?”
The look in his eyes was answer enough as he caught her in his arms, but if she was afraid of him she showed no sign of it. She allowed him to kiss her once on the lips, then she gently freed herself, and stood looking at him laughingly, and she seemed to him so young, so like a pretty, inexperienced child, that he was, for the moment, ashamed to press his advantage over her.