It was on the evening of the 16th of May; they were sitting by the open window; Miss Harrison was not present.
"You can go there after we have gone," she said, smiling. "We leave to-morrow."
"You leave to-morrow!" he repeated. Then, after an instant, "It is immensely kind to tell me beforehand," he said, ironically. "I should have thought you would have left it until after your departure!"
She made no reply, but fanned herself slowly with the beautiful gray fan.
"I suppose you consider that the month is more than ended, and that you are free?"
"You have had all you asked for, Mr. Morgan."
"And therefore I have now only to thank you for your generosity, and let you go."
"I think so."
"You do not care to know the result of my experiment—whether it has been a failure or a success?" he said. "You told me the result of yours."
"I did not mean to tell you. It was forced from me by your misunderstanding."