"Afraid?" she said. "How should I be afraid--since you are my lord and I
am your love? Do we not belong to one another?"
"Oh, my dear," he said, as he folded her to his heart in wild,
worshiping passion, "God keep you always safe, here in my arms."
And if she had known it, for the first time in his life there were tears
in John Derringham's proud eyes. For he knew now he had found her--the
one woman with a soul.
Then they parted, when every smallest detail was settled, for she had
promised to help Miss Roberta with a new design for her embroidery, and
he had promised to join Mrs. Cricklander's party for an early lunch.
They intended to make an excursion to see the ruins of Graseworth Tower
in the afternoon.
"And indeed we can bear the separation now, my darling," he said,
"because we shall both know that we must go through only four more days
before we are together--for always!"
But even so it seemed as if they could not tear themselves apart, and
when he did let her go he strode after her again and pleaded for one
more kiss.
"There!" she whispered, smiling while her eyes half filled with mist.
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