"Do you—love—me still?" she cried suddenly.
He turned on her in a white passion of anger.
"Not content yet?" he breathed. "What are you made of? Do you want me to show you all my degradation? Why? Oh, Kitty, Kitty, be merciful! Be true to those eyes of yours——"
He stopped abruptly and moved over to the door.
"Hugh, I love you!"
It was the veriest whisper, but it stayed his steps, and brought a great light leaping to his eyes.
The light died down.
"It is too late!" he said, and turned away.
"Hugh, listen—I loved you always—five years ago. It was for your sake——"
He turned again.