"And turned and went away! And turned and went away! Went away and left me without one word!" she wailed, in doubt and distress.
"Cora, my dear, pray control yourself," said Clarence, uneasily.
"Did he speak to you?" she suddenly inquired.
"Did you speak to him?"
"No; for he was gone in an instant, before I recovered from my astonishment at his appearance."
"How did he look?—how did he look when he recognized me? In anger?"
"No, Corona; but in much sorrow, pity, and tenderness," gravely replied Clarence.
"Then, why did he leave me? Oh, why did he turn away from me?"
"My dear, he had every reason to think that his sudden appearance had frightened you, and that his presence grieved and distressed you."