You will remember this ?" He rose and bowed over her hand.
"This has been a selfish interlude," he said.

"I have destroyed your rest, and I almost fear that I have also disturbed your peace of mind.
Let me take my leave and pray that you may recover both." She shook her head.
"Do not leave me," she said.

"I am low-spirited.

You shall stay and cheer me." There was a light in his eyes which few people would have recognised.
She rose with a little laugh and stood leaning towards the fire, her elbow upon the broad mantel, tall, graceful, alluring.

Her soft crimson gown, with its wealth of old lace, fell around her in lines and curves full of grace.