"I ought to," he groaned. "I just haven't the will power. It would be like giving up hope to leave you now."
"Poor darling!" But there was a touch of mockery in her pity.
"If it weren't so terribly dangerous for you."
Her proud little head went up. "I told you long ago that I always did what I wanted. If I take a chance, I'm willing to pay for it. I'm not afraid."
"Because you've never suffered. You've never had to take punishment."
"Have you?"
"I'm taking it now, in the thought of our separation. Pat, for God's sake let me get free, if it is only to be ready, in case——"
"No; no; no!" she denied vehemently. "I won't be—captured, compelled. You can go if you want to, as soon as you want to."
"Pat!"