"My window opened on the patch of moonlight across which I’d come earlier in the evening. He stood there now, as if waiting; and, before I could speak, a woman came toward him with a gliding, crouching step, starting out of the very shadow where I’d paused to hear the song. As she drew near, he held out his arms; she quickened her pace, like a jungle deer, and flung herself on his breast, uttering low, native cries. ’You are safe? You will not go?’ she asked breathlessly. ’Safe?’ he asked, bending above her ’Have you been watching?’ She looked into his face with a glance of infinite concern. ’The man stood beside me, as I was about to call’ said she ’I would have killed him, but I saw that you were warned’ ’Thank God!’ he exclaimed ’You should have known—and gone away’ She drew her arms about his neck. ’I could not go!’ she cried ’I had to see you!’ ’Hush!’ said he ’Speak lower—you will wake my friend’ "She used perfect English, though her language was picturesque. ’Your friend? Who is your friend?’ she asked fiercely ’In all the time that you have dwelt here, no ships have waited, you have had no friends come. Who is your friend that comes in a great ship, unknown and unbidden?’ He smiled down at her. ’Dear heart’ said he ’he is more than brother to me, and I have not seen him for many years’ "She shrank away from him. ’Ah!’ she cried ’Then he will take you—you will go?’ "’No, not yet’ he told her ’Not, perhaps, for a long time’ "’But you will go?’ she persisted ’Some day you will not be here—and, for me, the sun will fail to rise, and the moon and stars will grow cold, and all light will die—and you will not be here!’ "’I have told you, dear, it must be so’ said he. ’You knew it long ago’ "Again her arms clasped him. ’No, no!’ she cried ’I cannot let you! You are mine! Stay here. It is a fair land—and am I not fair?’ She touched her breast ’You will not look at me!’ said she. "’I dare not!’ "’Then look!’ she whispered.