But she clung to him still.
"Oh, darling, I am frightened--I am frightened! I couldn't come sooner.
I had a feeling--of being watched.

I nearly--very nearly--didn't come at all.

And now I am here--I feel--I feel--afraid." He bent his face to hers again.

His hand rested lightly, reassuringly upon her head.

"No, no! There is nothing to frighten you, my passion-flower.