I shall have no more to live upon than----' She moved a step nearer to him and laid her hand on his arm.
'Look at me,' she said.
He raised his eyes to her face, and saw again there, as he had seen in church, the wonderful shining of love, which is stronger than all things and holds poverty and hardship cheap.
'Keep looking at me still,' she said.

'Now tell me: Do you really think it matters that you are poor?
Do you think I care whether you have much or little?
Tell me.' He could not answer her, although he knew that there was only one answer to her question.
'Do you think that I love money?
Do you doubt that I love you ?' Her voice sunk almost to a whisper as she spoke, and her eyes fell from looking into his.

Just as when he kissed her in the church, she flushed suddenly, but this time she did not try to escape from him.

Instead she clung to his arm, and hid her face against his shoulder.

He put his arms round her and held her close.
'I know,' he said.