"CRAVEST THOU ARCADY?"
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a glance or sign she moved slowly away across the chamber —their interview was over, its work was done.
His step arrested her: he moved forward with a faint slow effort, like one who staggers from the weakness of long illness.
"Send those you spoke of to me; I do not take my promise back."
She turned her eyes full on him with a sudden light of wonder, of admiration, of amaze.
"You would do that—now?"
"I have said—I will."
She looked at him one lingering moment longer; all that was great, and high, and fearless in her nature answering the royalty in his; then she bent her head silently.
"I thank you. Be it so."
And with those words only, she left him.
