"Do? I can't think now. There is so much time to think of that."
"But you can't stay here!" he exclaimed, with undue agitation.
"Not if you dislike it. But I feel differently. I found this refuge, and it served me well. I have no need to leave it."
Sommers let her hand fall from his clasp, and rose to his feet.
"You must! You cannot stay here after—"
"As you wish. We will go away."
"But until we are married?"
"Married?" she repeated questioningly. "I hadn't thought of that."
After a moment she said hesitatingly:
"Do we have to be married? I mean have the ceremony, the oath, the rest of it? I have been married. Now I want—love."