He knelt by her side, to bring his face to a level with her ear; and whispered, panted out the words:
— Take care. If you do not speak, I shall claim you as my own in some strange presumptuous way. Send me away at once, if I must go. Margaret!
At that third call she turned her face, still covered with her small white hands, towards him, and laid it on his shoulder, hiding it even there; and it was too delicious to feel her soft cheek against his, for him to wish to see either deep blushes or loving eyes. He clasped her close. But they both kept silence.