"What is it?" he asked roughly. "Geoffrey! Geoffrey!" She could hardly speak in her excitement, she was almost incoherent. "Oh, God! Oh, Mother in Heaven!" So after all she had failed! His life was shattered. He rose to his feet, and would have moved away, but she clung to him desperately, forcing his arms around her. "Geoffrey, you don't understand! Almost you are handsome. Your scars--your scars--I cannot see them, only one, just across your eye. That could not hurt me." "You cannot see my ... my scars! Oh, God! You are deceiving yourself, Elizabeth ... your love is blinding you." "No, no, I swear it! Don't you understand, Geoffrey? Your beard, your moustache----" His hand wandered to his chin, his fingers felt the silky hairs, curling, concealing. Then suddenly he realized that he too was receiving his reward. A wave of happiness flooded his body. Life once again opened out before him. He drew her closer ... they were alone together ... just Elizabeth and he ... and the moon!