Only his eyes never left her face, and she felt a madness which seemed to be choking the life out of her, a pounding of her heart against her ribs, a strange and wonderful joy, a joy in which there was no fear, a joy of new things and new hopes.

With the papers for which she had come only a few yards away, she forgot them.

She turned her head slowly.

His arms seemed to steal out from those long, silken sleeves.

She suddenly felt herself held in a wonderful embrace.
"Dear lady of all my desires," he whispered in her ear, "you shall make me happy and find the secret of happiness yourself in giving, in suffering, in love." For a long and wonderful moment she lay in his arms.