From this Fairy Land of childhood Ruth was the first to return to earth. "You must go, Drowsy." And she turned an anxious look toward the buildings beyond the garden. "Oh, don't say that! Why, Ruth, this is the happiest moment of my life--a thousand times the happiest. Life has really begun again!" "That is very polite of you, but----" "Polite! Well, I should say! Why, Ruth, your very presence--just to look at you and hear your voice--is a--is a--breath of heaven. You are the loveliest thing I have ever seen. I can't express it!" She laughed. "You are doing fairly well." "Of course, you know it already, but truly, with no exaggeration, as you stand there now with that western sun for a side light you are the daintiest thing in Creation. And the same spell-binding eyes! Well, I knew that night in the dark that you were not a giantess--and that was about all." She raised a hand for silence. "That will do, Drowsy. You have covered the ground." But Cyrus went on. "And so angelic and pleasantly superior! Why, you are a temptation to any able-bodied lover to pick you up and run--or fly--away with you." She blushed, frowned and laughed, all at the same time. "That will do! Now I know exactly what I am--and just how childish a man can be. I believe you are lighter headed than when you were a boy." "I am telling the truth." "Telling the truth! Then you have changed, indeed, for that was not your habit." In sudden alarm she straightened up. "Oh, but you mustn't be seen here, Drowsy! You must go--at once!" "Not now? Not this very minute?" "Yes, this very minute. Men are not allowed here, under any circumstances. If I were found talking with you it would mean--oh, anything!" "What does it matter? You are not going to stay here." "Stay here? Of course I am!" "But not long?" "So long as I live." "You don't mean that!" "Why not? I expect to live and die here. We are all very happy and very thankful." "You don't mean that you are not coming back to--to Longfields--to me? You don't really mean what you say? That you are going to stay here forever?" "Certainly. Of course. Why not?" "Then you have changed your mind since this morning--since yesterday." She looked up into Cyrus's face, puzzled, and disturbed. "Changed my mind? What do you mean? I really don't understand." "Are you pretending that you don't know why I am here?" "Pretending!" "Any other word that you prefer. Only tell me." "Tell you what?" "Do you mean to say that you don't know why I am here?" "You came to see me, I suppose." "And you had no idea I was coming?" "Not the slightest. How could I? I never was more surprised. But it's a most welcome surprise." Cyrus closed his eyes and drew a long breath as one who makes an effort at self control. "I ask just one thing, Ruth. Be honest with me." "Be honest! Why, Cyrus, what _do_ you mean? Indeed I can only guess at what's in your mind. You look as if you were angry. You have no right to be. Aren't you assuming----"