for a minute, they sat and saw it all in each other's eyes, saw so much that there was no need of a transition for sounding it at last. 'Your danger, your danger———!' Her voice indeed trembled with it, and she could only, for the moment, again leave it so.
During this moment he leaned back on the bench, meeting her in silence and with a face that grew more strange. It grew so strange that, after a further instant, she got straight up. She stood there as if their talk were now over, and he just sat and watched her. It was as if now—owing to the third person they had brought in—they must be more careful; so that the most he could finally say was: 'That's where it is!'
'That's where it is!' the girl as guardedly replied. He sat still, and she added: 'I won't abandon you. Good-bye.'
'Good-bye?'—he appealed, but without moving.
'I don't quite see my way, but I won't abandon you,' she repeated. 'There. Good-bye.'
It brought him with a jerk to his feet, tossing
