In the pause before he answered, she suffered anew the torment of that struggle in the darkness.
"Does it worry you when I don't come?" he asked.
"Well, yes, it does rather."
"Then of course I will come," said Guy at once.
Now this was exactly the reason for which least of all she wanted him to come, and a trace of her mortification may have been visible, because he asked immediately if that did not please her.
"Guy, don't you want to come to church? You used to come happily, didn't you?"
"I think I came chiefly to be near you," he said.
"That does make me so unhappy. I'd almost rather you came out of politeness to Father."
"Well, that was another reason," Guy admitted.
"And you never came because you wanted to?" she asked miserably.