This thing must end.

My affair with Virginia must be brought to a crisis and pushed to a decision.

At once! I wandered off again and from my vantage-point I began to watch her and gather courage from watching her.

I could still feel her in my arms--so much more of a woman than I had at first suspected from seeing her about the camp.

I could see her in my mind's eye wading the stream like a beautiful ghost.