"But what of mine?" he asked. "I meant yours, too. We are not separate. No. Even now that I--that I have a little love for George. He's rather like a baby, Zebedee. And he doesn't come between. Be sure of that; always, always!" "Dearest, Loveliest, if you will stay with me--Well, I'm here when you need me, and you know that." "Yes." She looked beyond him. "Coming here, this afternoon, I saw the way. I made it beautiful. And then I saw you, and the mists came down and I saw nothing else. But now I see everything by the light of you." There was a pause. "I've never loved you more," she said. "And I want to tell you something." She spoke on a rising note. "To me you are everything that is good and true--and kind and loving. There is no limit to your goodness. You never scold me, you don't complain, you still wait in case I need you. I ought not to allow you to do that, but some day, some day, perhaps I'll be as good as you are. I want you to remember that you have been perfect to me." She said the word again and lingered on it. "Perfect. If I have a son, I hope he'll be like you. I'll try to make him." "Helen--" "Wait a minute. I want to say some more. I'm not going back because I am afraid of breaking rules. I don't know anything about them, but I know about myself, and I'm going back because, for me, it's the only thing to do; and you see," she looked imploringly at him, "George needs me now more than he did before. He trusts to me." "It is for you to choose, Beloved." "Yes," she said. "There's nothing splendid about me. I'm just--tame. I wish I were different, Zebedee." "Then you are the only one who wishes it." She laughed a little and stood close to him. "Bless me before I go, for now I have to learn it all again." CHAPTER XXXVIII Helen had a greeting ready for each turn of the road, but George did not appear. She looked for him at the side road to the farm, and she waited there for a while. She had thought he would be on the watch for her, and she had hoped for him. Since they had to meet, let it be soon: let her heart learn to beat submissively again, and the mouth kissed by Zebedee to take kisses from another. But he did not come, and later, when she had helped Mildred Caniper to bed, Helen sat on the moor to waylay and welcome him, and make amends for her unfaithfulness.