I had received last night the message of her white face with incredulity.

I had reviewed our past life together and had found little warrant in it for that message.

It could not come from the depths.

It was staggeringly impossible.

And now the impossible was the flaming fact.
I fell on my knees beside her.
"Not play, Judith--" She put out her hand to check me, and the words died on my lips.