"It is of no use," he repeated, pressing her still more closely to him.
"Let me go!" she cried, making a violent effort, as fruitless as the last.
"No!"
Then she was quite still, realising that she had no chance with him.
"Is it manly to be brutal because you are strong?" she asked. "You hurt me."
Orsino's arms relaxed, and he let her go. She drew a long breath and moved a step backward and towards the door.
"Good-bye," she said again. But this time she did not hold out her hand, though she looked long and fixedly into his face.
Orsino made a movement as though he would have caught her again. She started and put out her hand behind her towards the latch. But he did not touch her. She softly opened the door, looked at him once more and went out.
When he realised that she was gone he sprang after her, calling her by name.
"Consuelo!"