And Mrs.Weatherstone did not lay it up against him that he had but the briefest of words for his hostess.
"Will you come ?" he said.

"May I take you home--now ?" She went with him, without a word, and they walked slowly home, by far outlying paths, and long waits on rose-bowered seats they knew.
The moon filled all the world with tender light and the orange blossoms flooded the still air with sweetness.
"Dear," said he, "I have been a proud fool--I am yet--but I have come to see a little clearer.

I do not approve of your work--I cannot approve of it--but will you forgive me for that and marry me?
I cannot live any longer without you ?" "Of course I will," said Diantha..