ENGAGED
He moved before her towards the little door that opened on the winding stairs—"always precede a lady down or up stairs"—and then on the second step he turned resolutely. "But," he said, looking up out of the shadow, flannel-clad and singularly like a man.
She looked down on him, with her hand upon the stone lintel.
He held out his hand as if to help her. "Can you tell me?" he said. "You must know———"
"What?"
"If you care for me?"
She did not answer for a long time. It was as if everything in the world was drawn to the breaking point, and in a minute must certainly break.
"Yes," she said, at last, "I know."
Abruptly, by some impalpable sign, he knew what the answer would be, and he remained still.
She bent down over him and softened to her wonderful smile.
"Promise me," she insisted.
He promised with his still face.
"If I do not hold you cheap, you will never hold yourself cheap———"
"If you do not hold me cheap! You mean———?"
She bent down quite close beside him. "I hold you," she said, and then whispered, "dear."
"Me?"
She laughed aloud.
He was astonished beyond measure. He stipulated, lest there might be some misconception, "You will marry me?"
She was laughing, inundated by the sense of boun-
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