His voice sounds strange and hollow. She does not move. She says:
"Go on."
He repeats again:
"Helen—"
He stops again; then suddenly staggers against the wall. He moans:
"Oh, my God!"
She does not speak. Everet is under a spell. Even the shadows cast by the chairs seem to grin grotesquely.
Braine tries to recover himself:
"Helen! on my knees I implore you to forgive me. I see it all—the fault is mine. You are justified; but you are mad. You don't know what you say. I love you! Oh God! I have never loved you as I do this moment. Come back to me. I will forgive—"
"Forgive!"