Tears came into his own eyes as he watched her, and then a light dawned upon him for the second time that day.

Those tears were not for him.

He folded his arms and waited.

How suggestive in itself is a noble attitude! After a few minutes Ruth overcame her tears with a great effort, and, raising her head, looked at him, as if she expected him to speak.

The suspense was gone out of her dimmed eyes, the tension of her face was relaxed.
"I am free," repeated Dare, "and I have your promise that if I am free you will still marry me." Ruth looked up with a pained but resolute expression, and she would have spoken if he had not stopped her by a gesture.
"I have your promise," he repeated.