“You have done something more wonderful for me,” he said, in a voice that seemed unlike his own.
“I?”
“You smiled for me.”
“Because you made me utterly happy.”
“D’you think—I could—go on making you happy?”
For the first time she raised her eyes from the fairy candles to meet his.
“Do you want to?”
His reply was characteristic.
“Yes—for I am happier now than I have ever been.”
She laughed understandingly, and caressed his hand.