I turned away from her, walking to the other end of the long room. When I came back she was standing as I had left her, humbly, with eyes downcast, like a slave-girl put up for sale.
I paused in front of her.
“Do you know that your abandonment of will puts us both in an extraordinary position?”
“Yes.” She went on presently, “But I know, too, that where you’re concerned my will-power has left me.”
“But that isn’t like you.”
She shook her head.
“No, it isn’t. Generally my will is rather strong. But in this case— You see—I’d—I’d waited so long—and I’d never believed that you—that you cared anything—and now that I know you do—well, it’s simply made me helpless. I’ve—I’ve no will at all.”
“So that I must have enough for two?”
“I suppose so.”