13/31 Oh, Max!" the warm colour dyed her face from chin to brow--"Could I love you if I didn't trust you ?" There was a tender, almost compassionate expression in his eyes as he answered, rather sadly:-- "Ah, my dear, we don't know what 'trust' really means until we are called upon to give it. And I want so much from you!" Diana slipped her hand confidently into his. |