Her spirits had risen every minute.

She was gay again now.

His presence seemed to restore to her the happy gift of touching life lightly which is of the heart.

And the heart knows no age, neither is it subject to the tyranny of years.
"Well, I will marry you if there is no help for it.

But..." "But..." echoed Marcos.
"But of course it is only a sort of game, is it not ?" "Yes," he answered.