His rapt gaze followed her. She entered the
door without so much as a glance over her shoulder.
"My princess," he repeated wonderingly, to himself. "Have I kissed
the hand of my princess? God in heaven, is there on earth a princess
more perfect than she? Can there be in all this world another so
deserving of worship as she?"
Late at night she sat in her window looking up at the peaceful
Jungfrau. A dreamy, ineffably sweet smile lay in her dark eyes. The
hand he kissed had lain long against her lips. To herself she had
repeated, over and over again, the inward whisper:
"What will my dear, simple old dad say if I marry this man after
all?"
In a window not ten feet away, he was staring out into the night,
with lowering eyes and troubled heart, and in his mind he was saying:
"What will my people do if I marry this woman after all?"
CHAPTER XX
LOVE IN ABEYANCE
Two days went by. They were fraught with an ever-increasing joy for
the two who were learning to understand each other through the mute,
though irresistible teachings of a common tutor.
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