Ruth's lights shone out upon the balcony.

Susan turned to slip into her own room.

But Ruth heard, called out peevishly: "Who's there ?" "Only me," cried Susan.
She longed to go in and embrace Ruth, and kiss her.

She would have liked to ask Ruth to let her sleep with her, but she felt Ruth wouldn't understand.
"What are you doing out there ?" demanded Ruth.

"It's 'way after one." "Oh--dear--I must go to bed," cried Susan.