"It is only happiness," she said in a low voice. "I am not accustomed to it."
He did not know what to say, for the grey eyes were stirring him very deeply, and her attitude and their new relationship touched him and confused him, too.
The responsibility which he had assumed so impulsively, so lightly yet warmly, began to wear a more serious aspect to him.
Every few moments some new vein of purest metal was unconsciously revealed in her by her own transparent honesty. He began to understand that she had not only right instincts, but that her mind was right, in spite of what she had been since released from school—that her intelligence was of a healthy order, that she thought right, and that, untaught or taught otherwise, her conclusions were as direct and sane as a child's.
"I think, Philippa, we ought to have a business talk this morning," he said pleasantly.
"To discuss our affairs," she nodded contentedly. "I have my little account book in my trunk. Shall I get it for you?"
He smiled:
"I didn't intend to examine your financial situation——"
"Oh, but we had better be very clear about it! You see, I have just so much saved—I shall show you exactly!—and then we can compute exactly what economies it will be necessary for me to make in order to maintain myself until we can find employment for me——"
"But, Philippa—" he tried to maintain his gravity—"you need not have any concern in that regard. First of all, you are on a salary as my model——"