"Leave me here alone, I entreat you—I beg of you! I must be alone! I implore you!"
She turned as if to flee, but he detained her.
"But tell me! Speak at least one word that I may understand."
Still she sought to escape, and her movement expressed unspeakable anguish.
"I implore you! If you pity me, the only thing you can do for me now is to let me go."
"But one word—at least one word, so that I shall understand."
A flash of fury passed over the agitated face.
"No! I wish to be alone!"
Her voice was as hard as her glance. She turned, taking a step or two like a person overcome by dizziness seeking some support.