“Hilary, I should be with you then, not here. Oh, if it were possible!”
“Dear, is this the truth?”
“The uttermost truth, the very heart of my heart.”
He looked at her, very dearly, and then kissed her upon the mouth.
“So be it. Go back, my beloved. I have work to do.”
He had to free himself, almost by force, for her dread returned.
“No, no; I shall never see you again.”
“I swear that you shall. Dear heart, let me go.”
He put her hands aside very gently.
“Judith, go home and wait. By morning I may have news for you.”