"You know the worst now," he said in a low voice.
"Yes," she murmured, trying to escape his gaze.
"And you still say what you said before?"
"I—I say nothing. I must go."
"Very likely we shall never speak alone again as long as we live—perhaps never at all."
"Isn't it best?" she murmured.
"Best!" he echoed. "You are happy in it then?"
"I happy! Ah!"
He could not miss the meaning of her tone.