It was as though her disappointment had gained on her relief.
"Do you know what I thought you were going to say ?" "No, indeed." "Dare I tell you ?" "You can trust me." Her pale lips parted.

Her great eyes shone.

Another instant, and she had told me that which I would have given all but life itself to know.

But in that tick of time a quick step came behind me, and the light went out of the sweet face upturned to mine.
"I cannot! I must not! Here is--that man!" Senhor Santos was all smiles and rings of pale-blue smoke.
"You will be cut off, friend Cole," said he.

"The fire is spreading." "Let it spread!" I cried, gazing my very soul into the young girl's eyes.