"You know it is!"
"Where—are you?"
"In my room—where I have been all day."
"You have been—there! You have been here—in the city—all this time—"
"I came in on the morning train. I wanted to be sure. There have been such things as railroad delays you know."
"Why—why didn't you let me know—"
"Louis! You will please to recollect that I had until midnight …
I—was busy. Besides, midnight has just sounded—and here I am."
He waited.
"I received your letter." Her voice had the sweet, familiar, rising inflection which seemed to invite an answer.
"Yes," he muttered, "I wrote to you."