"Jack," she said tremulously.
He turned and took her unresisting hands. A quick thrill shot through her. Yes, there was more to love than she had expected.
"Are you unhappy?" she asked. "Tell me. I can't bear to see you this way. I--I never did--before."
"Will you love me; Drusilla?"
"Yes--yes, I will, Jack."
"Dearly?"
"I do--dearly." The first blush that ever tinted her cheek spread and deepened.
"Will you marry me, Drusilla?"
"Yes.... You frighten me."
She trembled, suddenly, in his arms. Surely there were more things to love than she had dreamed of in her philosophy. She looked up as he bent nearer, understanding that she was to be kissed, awaiting the event which suddenly loomed up freighted with terrific significance.