"That is my history, Kervyn. No man has ever figured in it; none except General Baron von Reiter has ever even invaded it ... until you have done so ... and have made your wishes mine—I don't know how—and your will my inclination—and me more than the friend I was.
"One thing only you could not do—and in my heart I know you do not wish it of me—and that is, make me break my word—make me forget a promise.
"Now I have told you all," she said with a little sigh, and lay there looking at him.
"Not all, Karen."
"Yes, I think so."
"No. You have not told me what answer you mean to make."
Her eyes opened at that. "I am not in love. What answer should I make?"
"You return to your career?"
"Of course, once my promise is kept."
"What promise?"