"Thank you. I didn't mean to be rude. I was only angry with myself. I'm getting to be one of those absurd females who blubber and keel over."
"You're white and limp," said he. "What's the matter?"
"General Siddall is out there."
"Um—he's come back, has he?" said Keith.
"And I am afraid of him—horribly afraid of him."
"In some places and circumstances he would be a dangerous proposition," said Keith. "But not here in the East—and not to you."
"He would do ANYTHING. I don't know what he can do, but I am sure it will be frightful—will destroy me."
"You are going with him?"
She laughed. "I loathe him. I thought I left him through fear and anger. I was mistaken. It was loathing. And my fear of him—it's loathing, too."
"You mean that?" said Keith, observing her intently. "You wish to be rid of him?"