"You are not as troubled as you were.

The look of fear--that has gone from your eyes.

Sylvia, I am glad!" "There, were times," she answered--and as she thought upon them, terror once more leapt into her face--"times when I feared more than ever, when I needed you very much.

But they are past now, Hilary," and her hand dropped for a moment upon his, and her eyes brightened with a smile.

As they dined she told the story of those months.
"We returned to London very suddenly after you had gone away," she began.
"We were to have stayed through September.