"Yes, if you really wish it, Mark.

I'll do just as you like." "D'you really mean that ?" he asked.
And she said firmly: "Yes, Mark--I really do mean it." And he felt her yielding--yielding in spirit as well as in body--in body as well as in spirit.
"I suppose you couldn't come back with me to London, now ?" he asked a little shyly.

"We could get the woman at the post office down there to send up a letter to Bubbles, explaining that you had to go away unexpectedly, and telling her to follow you to town to-day." It was rather a wild proposal, and he was not surprised when he saw her shake her head.

"I can't do that," she said.

"But oh, Mark, I wish I could! Bubbles is in bed.