"I'm only a man very, very deep in—love."
"In love!... I thought——"
"Ah, but you need think no more. You know now, Cecil."
She remained silent, thinking for a long while. Then, very quietly:
"Yes, I know.... It is that way with me also. For I no sooner find my liberty than I lose it—in the same moment—to you. We must never again be separated.... Do you feel as I do?"
"Absolutely.... But it must be so."
"Why?" she asked, troubled.
"For one thing, I shall have to work harder now."
"Why?"
"Don't you know we can not marry on what I have?"