then she felt him drawing her irresistibly to him. She yielded herself
as driftwood yields to a racing flood, no longer caring for the
interpretation of the riddle, scarcely remembering its existence; heard
him laugh above her head--a brief, exultant laugh--as he clasped her.
And then came his lips upon her own....

"You see, dear," he said later, a quiver that was not all laughter in
his voice, "it is not so remarkably wonderful, after all, that I should
know all about it, when you come to consider that I was there--there
with you in the magic circle all the time."

"You were there!" she echoed, turning in his arms. "But how was it I
never knew? Why did I not see you?"

"Faith, sweetheart, I think you did!" said Sir Roland. Then, at her
quick cry of amazed understanding: "I wanted to teach you a lesson, but,
sure, I'm thinking it's myself that learned one, after all." And, as she
clung to him, still hardly believing: "We have found our paradise
together, my Lady Una," he whispered softly. "And, love, there is no way
back."




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THE LOOKER-ON