“Yes, yes, all right, all right,” she assented. “I never seemed to realise it till this minute. From the first I must have loved you without knowing it. And I’ve been cold and hard to you, and now I’m sorry, sorry. You were wrong, remember that time in the library, when you said I was undemonstrative. I’m not. I love you dearly, dearly, and never for once, for one little moment, am I ever going to allow you to forget it.”

Suddenly, as Jadwin recalled the incident of which she spoke, an idea occurred to him.

“Oh, our bargain⁠—remember? You didn’t forget after all.”

“I did. I did,” she cried. “I did forget it. That’s the very sweetest thing about it.”