And I heard you calling for him in your dream last night. You cried out 'Antar,' and seemed to be weeping."
"It must have been your dream, Arvah. Are we not very happy? And do you think that a man can care to be always with a woman?"
"I think, yes!" said Arvah, and a light blush went up into his forehead.
Rheda was gazing at him, and saw it.
"You have learnt something I hoped you had not yet learnt," she said. "Do you love anyone well enough for that, Arvah?"
"I would always gladly be with you," he answered, still blushing. "I could look at you all day and be happy."
Rheda smiled.
"Yes," she said; "but you would rather look at someone else, Arvah. Who is she?"
"I love Damma."
Rheda trembled, and her face became suddenly white as clear marble.
"Damma?" she repeated. "You love Damma?"
