It lay too deep to be disturbed by the thought that her lover would leave her soon.
"To-morrow," was his answer.
She did not speak at once.

Should she try the extent of her power over him?
Never was lover so chivalrous, so respectful, so sincere.

Should she gauge the height of her supremacy?
If it proved less powerful than she suspected, she would at all events be credited with a very natural aversion to parting from him.
"Paul," she said, "you cannot do that.

Not so soon.

I cannot let you go." He flushed up to the eyes suddenly, like a girl.