She crimsoned, turned white, crimsoned again, and grew faint, waiting with quivering lips for him to come to her.
He went up to her, bowed, and held out his hand without speaking.
Except for the slight quiver of her lips and the moisture in her eyes that made them brighter, her smile was almost calm as she said: "How long it is since we've seen each other!" and with desperate determination she pressed his hand with her cold hand.