"I wish I had read it.

I should at least have shut the window before leaving you!" Careless of any danger to herself, she sat looking up into his anxious face, her clasped hands lying in his and quite covered by them, as he stood beside her.

There was not a trace of fear in her own face, nor indeed of any feeling but perfect love and confidence.

Under the gaze of her deep grey eyes his expression relaxed for a moment, and grew like hers, so that it would have been hard to say which trusted the other the more.
"What does anything matter, since we are together now ?" she asked.

"I am with you, can anything happen to me ?" "Not while I am alive," he answered, but the look of anxiety for her returned at once.