"Well, you have thought it over?" he said, sitting down beside my
"T've been thinking of you all night," I answered.
"Well?"
"1 don't care for all these things."
He said nothing for a space.
"I don't see there's any getting away from the fact that you and I love each
other," he said, slowly. "So far you've got me and I you... You've got me. I'm like
a creature just wakened up. My eyes are open to you. I keep on thinking of you. I
keep on thinking of little details and aspects of your voice, your eyes, the way
you walk, the way your hair goes back from the side of your forehead. I believe I
have always been in love with you. Always. Before ever I knew you."
I sat motionless, with my hand tightening over the edge of the table, and
he, too, said no more. I began to tremble violent
