And how dreadful it will be in us to sneak away from him like cowards, just as if we cared nothing for him at all.

He doesn't deserve that, does he ?" "No, he doesn't, that's a fact.

We can't treat him like a dog." "I wish he could be told," sighed she pensively.
"When ?" "You might try to tell him at any time," she said, a perceptible strain in her voice.
"I'll tell you what I'll do," said he, taking her hand in his.

"I will tell him the day before we reach Manila." "I'm afraid it will be too late," she cried, all a-flutter.
"Too late?
Why ?" "I mean," she went on confusedly, "he might think we had waited too long." She was thinking of Veath's wistful eyes.
"Hello! Here you are," cried a strong voice, and Veath loomed up through the shadows.

Hugh released her hand and dropped back in the chair from which he had half risen to kiss her.