Why not settle down, and make the
poor girl a little mote worthy of yourself?"
At this I turned from him in great anger, and left him standing where he
was. If ever I hated any one, I hated Amroth at that moment. I went back
to Cynthia.
"I have come back to you, dear," I said. "Can you trust me and go with
me? No one here seems inclined to help us, and we must just help each
other."
At which Cynthia rose and flung herself into my arms.
"That was what I wanted all along," she said, "to feel that I could be
of use too. You will see how brave I can be. I can go anywhere with you
and do anything, because I think I have loved you all the time."
"And you must forgive me, Cynthia," I said, "as well. For I did not know
till this moment that I loved you, but I know it now; and I shall love
you to the end."
As I said these words I turned, and saw Amroth smiling from afar; then
with a wave of the hand to us, he turned and passed out of our sight.
XXVIII
Left to ourselves, Cynthia and I sat awhile in silence, hand in hand,
like children, she looking anxiously at me. Our talk had broken down all
possible reserve between us; but what was strange to me was that I felt,
not like a lover with any need to woo, but as though we two had long
since been wedded, and had just come to a knowledge of each other's
hearts.
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