"Bring me the lamp nearer," she said.

When she had read it she asked for her desk.
Then Gregory sat down in the lamp-light on the other side of the curtain, and heard the pencil move on the paper.

When he looked round the curtain she was lying on the pillow musing.

The open letter lay at her side; she glanced at it with soft eyes.

The man with the languid eyelids must have been strangely moved before his hand set down those words: "Let me come back to you! My darling, let me put my hand round you, and guard you from all the world.