There was an instant of potent silence, then:
“How did you happen to come past here to-night—Jimmie?” came smothered.
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] “I’ve been coming past here every night.”
“Then why—why did you stay away from the theater?”
“I didn’t—for long. Wanted to—but couldn’t! I’ve watched you come out from around the corner—” He broke off. “Sweetness—you’ve been looking awfully sick.”
“I’ve been awfully lonesome.”
He lifted her chin.
“Baby—”
“Yes, Jimmie—dear—”
“Will you forgive me?”