"Treevor, dear Treevor, I have found you! Now I you will take me away, and we will stay for ever and ever together. I am so happy."
The cabin was full of the same steady yellow light as when I closed my eyes. Looking up I saw her sweet oval face above me.
She was lying on the berth leaning over me, supported on her elbows.
As I looked up she pressed her lips down on my face, kissing me on the eyes and mouth with passionate repetition and insistence.
"Dear little girl, dear little Suzee!" I answered, putting up my arms and folding them round her.
I was only half-awake, and for a moment the old Chinaman was forgotten. It was all rather like a delicious dream.
"I am quite, quite happy now," she said, laying down her head on my chest. "Oh, so happy, Treevor; you must never let me go. I love you so, like this," she added, putting her two hands round my throat, "when I can feel your neck and when you are sleeping. You looked beautiful, just now, when I found you. I am sorry you woke."
Clear consciousness was struggling back now with memory, but not before I had pressed her to me and returned those kisses. She had laid aside her little saffron silk coat, and her breast and arms shone softly through a filmy muslin covering.
I sat up regarding her; very lissom and soft and lovely she looked, and my whole brain swam suddenly with delight.
Surely I could not part with her! She was precious to me in that madness that comes over us at such moments.