“Now you are worried,” the Marquis interrupted her thoughts, “and that is something I cannot allow you to be.”
Della thought quickly.
“Let us leave all the explanations about ourselves until tomorrow,” she suggested. “Tonight is so blissful in this enchanted room, I only want to think of you and love.”
“It is completely impossible for me to think of anything but you,” he answered. “You are quite right, my precious Della, you are mine and no one can take you away from me. We will leave all the explanations until later.”
“I knew you would understand as you have always understood me from the very first moment I met you.”
“I still do not believe you are real, my Della. Promise me you will not suddenly vanish with the Gods to Olympus or into the pool in the woods where all I can see will b
