There are difficulties. When you are better
you will be able to--understand them. But now they don't matter. Only
you know this must be secret--for a time. Absolutely secret between us.
Will you promise that?"
"Yes," I said, "I understand. I wish I could kiss you."
She laid her head down beside mine for a moment and then she kissed my
hand.
"I don't care what difficulties there are," I said, and I shut my eyes.
VII
But I was only beginning to gauge the unaccountable elements in
Beatrice. For a week after my return to Lady Grove I had no sign of
her, and then she called with Lady Osprey and brought a huge bunch of
perennial sunflowers and Michaelmas daisies, "just the old flowers there
were in your room," said my aunt, with a relentless eye on me. I didn't
get any talk alone with Beatrice then, and she took occasion to tell us
she was going to London for some indefinite number of weeks. I couldn't
even pledge her to write to me, and when she did it was a brief,
enigmatical, friendly letter with not a word of the reality between us.
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