�I am a stranger to you,� he began, sitting down beside her, �but your face is so extremely intelligent that I feel... I feel it is the face I�ve waited for... looked for everywhere; and I want to tell you—�
The girl�s eyes widened: she rose to her feet. She was escaping him!
In his dismay he ran a few steps after her, and caught her roughly by the arm.
�Here—wait—listen! Oh, don�t scream, you fool!� he shouted out.
He felt a hand on his own arm; turned and confronted a policeman. Instantly he understood that he was being arrested, and something hard within him was loosened and ran to tears.
�Ah, you know—you know I�m guilty!�
He was conscious that a crowd was forming, and that the girl�s frightened face had disappeared. But what did he care about her face? It was the policeman who had really understood him. He turned and followed, the crowd at his heels...
VII
In the charming place in which he found himself there were so many sympathetic faces that he felt more than ever convinced of the certainty of making himself heard.