Now one said, "I love you better than all the world." One loved her better than she loved him.

How suddenly rich she was.

She kept clasping and unclasping her hands.

So a beggar feels who falls asleep on the pavement wet and hungry, and who wakes in a palace-hall with servants and lights, and a feast before him.

Of course the beggar's is only a dream, and he wakes from it; and this was real.
Gregory had said to her, "I will love you as long as I live." She said the words over and over to herself like a song.
"I will send for him tomorrow, and I will tell him how I love him back," she said.
But Em needed not to send for him.