"My friend, there was a time when I should have considered that question an impertinence from you!" she said, tranquilly--"But yours is the great share of the rescue--and your magnificent bravery wins you my pardon,--for many things!" And she smiled as she saw him flush under her quiet gaze--"What is this man to me, you ask? Why nothing!--not now! Once he was everything,--though he never knew it. Some quality in him struck the keynote of the scale of life for me,--he was the great delusion of a dream! The delusion is ended--the dream is over! But for that he WAS to me, though only in my own thoughts, I have tried to save his life--not for myself, but for the woman who loves him."
"The woman we rescued with him?--the woman who is here?"
She bent her head in assent. Rivardi's eyes dwelt on her with greater tenderness than he had ever felt before,--she looked so frail and fairy-like, and withal so solitary. He took her little hand and gently kissed it with courteous reverence.
"Then--after all--you have known love!" he said in a low voice--"You have felt what it is,--though you have assumed to despise it?"
"My good Giulio, I DO despise most heartily what the world generally understands as love"--she replied; "There is no baser or more selfish sentiment!--a sentiment made up half of animal desire and half of a personal seeking for admiration, appreciation and self-gratification! Yes, Giulio!--it is so, and I despise it for all these attributes--in truth it is not what I understand or accept as love at all--"
"What DO you understand and accept?" he asked, softly.
Her eyes shone kindly as she raised them to his face.
"Not what you can ever give, Giulio!" she said--"Love--to my mind--is the spiritual part of our being--it should be the complete union of two souls that move as one,--like the two wings of a bird making the body subservient to the highest flights, even as far as heaven! The physical mating of man and woman is seldom higher than the physical mating of any other animals under the sun,--the animals know nothing beyond--but we--we ought to know something!" She paused, then went on--"There is sometimes a great loftiness even in the physical way of so-called 'love'--such passion as the woman we have rescued has for the man she was ready to die with,--a primitive passion of primitive woman at her best. Such feeling is out of date in these days--we have passed that boundary line--and a great unexplored world lies open before us--who can say what we may find there! Perhaps we shall discover what all women have sought for from the beginning of things--"