‘All right,’ he said, looking up with sudden exasperation. ‘Now go away then, and leave me alone. I don’t want any more of your meretricious persiflage.’

‘Is it really persiflage?’ she mocked, her face really relaxing into laughter. She interpreted it, that he had made a deep confession of love to her. But he was so absurd in his words, also.

They were silent for many minutes, she was pleased and elated like a child. His concentration broke, he began to look at her simply and naturally.

‘What I want is a strange conjunction with you — ’ he said quietly; ‘not meeting and mingling — you are quite right — but an equilibrium, a pure balance of two single beings — as the stars balance each other.’