"Nothing, Robert." But her voice faltered.
"That is to say, nothing that you will tell me. I am not to be taken into confidence. Separation is then quite to estrange us, is it?"
"I do not know. Sometimes I almost fear it is."
"But it ought not to have that effect. 'Should auld acquaintance be forgot, and days o' lang syne?'"
"Robert, I don't forget."

"Nothing, Robert." But her voice faltered.
"That is to say, nothing that you will tell me. I am not to be taken into confidence. Separation is to estrange us, is it?"
"I do not know. Sometimes I fear it is."
"But it ought not to. 'Should auld acquaintance be forgot?'"
"Robert, I don't forget."
