He turned and looked: there was no one in sight.
"He is coming--sooner or later!" she called.
She had retreated several yards off into the sunlight of the meadow.
The remembrance of the risk that he was causing her to run checked him. He went over to her.
"When can I see you again--soon?"
He had never spoken so seriously to her before. He had never before been so serious. But within the last hour Nature had been doing her work, and its effect was immediate. His sincerity instantly conquered her. Her eyes fell.
"No one has any right to keep us from seeing each other!" he insisted. "We must settle that for ourselves."
Daphne made no reply.
"But we can't meet here any more--with people passing backward and forward!" he continued rapidly and decisively. "What has happened to-day mustn't happen again."
"No!" she replied, in a voice barely to be heard. "It must never happen again. We can't meet here."