Her divorce didn't carry with it the right to marry again. But she
said, 'We can go on making believe we're married. Things one does in
play are always so much nicer than real things.' And when he spoke of
the 'world,' she answered, 'I have nothing to fear or to hope from the
world. It has done its worst by me already.'
As they walked back to the house for luncheon, Paul looked into her
face, and said, 'I can't believe my eyes, you know.'
She smiled and took his arm. 'J' t'aime tant,' she whispered.
'And now I can't believe my ears!'
And this would appear to be the end, but I suppose it can't be, for
everybody says nowadays that nothing ever ends happily here below.