“Oh, no!”
“I was. Oh, I have been through hell!”
Jill turned her head away. She did not want to hurt him, but nothing could have kept her from smiling. She had been so sure that he would say that sooner or later.
“Jill!” Derek had misinterpreted the cause of her movement, and had attributed it to emotion. “Tell me that everything is as it was before.”
Jill turned.
“I’m afraid I can’t say that, Derek.”
“Of course not!” agreed Derek in a comfortable glow of manly remorse. He liked himself in the character of the strong man abased. “It would be too much, to expect, I know. But, when we are married …”
“Do you really want to marry me?”
“Jill!”
“I wonder!”