The room was full of you, you over and over again; but not like yourself, frightening, not loving me, busy about something or somebody else.

I didn't at all enjoy that .-- But I am awake now, aren't I?
I needn't be frightened any more; because you do love me, don't you--and this really is you, your very ownself ?" She put up her face to be kissed.

But he, in obedience to an humility heretofore unfelt by and unknown to him, leaning sideways kissed the hand holding aside the curtain rather than the proffered lips.
"Yes, my darling, very surely it is me," he said.

"Any multiplication of specimens is quite superfluous--a single example of the breed is enough, conceivably more than enough." But to his distress, while he spoke, he saw the content die out of Damaris' expression and her eyes grow distended and startled.

She glanced oddly at the hand he had just kissed and then at him again.
"It seems to me something must have happened which I can't exactly remember," she anxiously told him, sitting upright and leaving go the curtain which slipped back into place shutting off the arm-chair and its occupant.