But the sense of the waning hour made him desperate: he could not bear the thought that a barrier of words should drop between them again.
\"Yes,\" he said abruptly; \"I went south to ask May to marry me after Easter. There's no reason why we shouldn't be married then.\"
\"And May adores you—and yet you couldn't convince her? I thought her too intelligent to be the slave of such absurd superstitions.\"
\"She IS too intelligent—she's not their slave.\"
But the sense of the waning hour made him desperate: he could not bear the thought that a barrier of words should drop between them again.
\"Yes,\" he said abruptly; \"I went south to ask May to marry me after Easter. There's no reason why we shouldn't be married then.\"
\"And May adores you—and yet you couldn't convince her? I thought her too intelligent to be the slave of such absurd superstitions.\"
\"She IS too intelligent—she's not their slave.\"
