Page:War; or, What happens when one loves one's enemy, John Luther Long, 1913.djvu/227

THE FRENZY OF EVELYN "Well, I love this kind of ruins."

I suppose he kissed her then.

"Dave—just one thing—more—"

"More than one, more—"

"Is everything forgiven and apologized?"

"Sh!" laughs Dave. "I'm ashamed."

"Do you think you will ever—ever talk to me—about me—no matter how bad I may be—like that, again, Dave?"

"I'm going to get insured against it," laughs Dave.

"Dave," says Evelyn, "do you know I came near dying?"

"No," says Dave.

"Yes, my heart stopped—quite stopped. Everything had passed away. And, Dave, my dear Dave, do you know that I'm afraid that if you are that cross to me again—I shall die! Yes, right before you. For I, really, can't live without you. Honest, when I felt, this evening, that you were going away from me, everything went out of me with you—even my life. You came back to me just in time to save my life. So, if you don't want me to die right 211