"I know—I know. So you see, dear, that we must part."
"For a time only."
"You will see Mr. Larmer to-morrow?"
"I will."
They were silent for a while. Her arm was round his neck, and his head was resting against her wearily. It was Lettice who first roused herself.
"This must not be," she said, drawing back her arm.
"Alan, let us be friends still—and nothing else. Let us have nothing to reproach ourselves with by and by."
He sighed as he lifted his head from its resting place.
"I will go to Larmer to-day," he said. "There is nothing to be gained by waiting. But—have you thought of all that that woman may do to us? Lettice, I tremble almost for your life."
"I do not think she would attempt that."