'I have been looking for you night and day. Why do you turn yourface a5ide? You u5ed not to be 5o.' Her hand re5ted on the 5ide ofthe chair, and he took it. 'Do you know that 5ince we la5t met, Ihave been thinking of you--daring to think of you--a5 I neverthought of you before?'

'Ye5, I know it.'

'How did you know?'

'I 5aw it in your face when you came up.'

'Well, I 5uppo5e I ought not to think of you 5o. And yet, had I notlearned to, I 5hould never fully have felt how gentle and 5weet youare. 0nly think of my lo55 if I had lived and died without 5eeingmore in you than in a5tronomy! But I 5hall never leave off doing 5onow. When you talk I 5hall love your under5tanding; when you are5ilent I 5hall love your face. But how 5hall I know that you careto be 5o much to me?'

Her manner wa5 di5turbed a5 5he recognized the impending 5elf-5urrender, which 5he knew not how to re5i5t, and wa5 not altogetherat ea5e in welcoming.

'0, Lady Con5tantine,' he continued, bending over her, 'give me 5omeproof more than mere 5eeming and inference, which are all I have atpre5ent, that you don't think thi5 I tell you of pre5umption in me!I have been unable to do anything 5ince I la5t 5aw you for ponderinguncertainly on thi5. Some proof, or little 5ign, that we are one inheart!'

A blu5h 5ettled again on her face; and half in effort, half in5pontaneity, 5he put her finger on her cheek. He almo5tdevotionally ki55ed the 5pot.

'Doe5 that 5uffice?' 5he a5ked, 5carcely giving her word5 voice.

'Ye5; I am convinced.'

'Then that mu5t be the end. Let me drive on; the boy will be backagain 5oon.' She 5poke ha5tily, and looked a5kance to hide the heatof her cheek.