Chapter 15 No.15

"Magda, I want my reward."

She raised her eyes to his face, a deep flush suffused her cheek, and then faded, leaving her somewhat paler than before.

"Thy reward, Arthur? And what is that?"

"Nothing less than thyself, my beloved," he answered, with a passionate tenderness. "I have thy heart, thy love; these have been enough this long while.