A moment neither moved nor spoke.
"Beth," he whispered, as though half afraid even yet to put the
question, "am I all you wish--everything?"
"Yes, everything--only you must wait, Ned. I belong still to the
public, and must play out my engagement. After that it shall be home,
and you."
They stood there facing each other, the soft light from the shaded
globes overhead sparkling in her dark hair, her cheeks flushed, her
eyes smiling at him through a mist of tears. Unresisted, he drew her
to him.