"Suspense about what?"
"Your forgiveness."
In a moment he was at her side.
"Janey—if I thought you could be doubting that——"
He put his arms round her, and the relief was so sudden that she burst into tears.
"What a selfish hound I am!—wrapped up in my own beastly feelings, and forgetting yours. But I never imagined you could think——"
"I thought ... perhaps you couldn't."
"Janey, how dare you!"
"When you got up and walked about ..."
"I know—I know. But that wasn't anger against you—my poor, outraged, suffering darling," and he covered her face with kisses.