"Mark!"
"Minky!"
"He had said good-night and gone to his room and come back again to hold
her still tighter in his arms.
"What?"
"Nothing," he said. "Only--good-night."
To-morrow no lingering and no words. Mark's feet quick in the passage. A
door shut to, a short, crushing embrace before he turned from her to her
mother.
Her mother and she alone together in the emptied room, turning from each
other, without a word.