"Why this indecent haste?"
"It has been a year since the first postponement and--Oh, what must be must be! I want to get it over and be done with it. I can't stand these scenes any more than you can. Look at me."
The man did more than look. The sight of the piteous appealing figure was more than he could stand. He took her in his arms again.
"I wish to God he had drowned in the South Seas," he said savagely.
"Oh, don't say that. He's your best friend," interposed the girl, laying her hand upon his lips.
"But you are the woman I love, and no friendship shall come between us."
The girl shook her head and drew herself away.
"I must go now. I really can't endure this any longer."
"Very well," said the man, turning to get his hat.
"No," said the girl, "you mustn't come with me."