'Well?'
'It was late when you left me...'
'Speak plainly!'
'I am trying: I will tell you all.'
'At once, if you please.'
'I went to him—why? There is no accounting for it. He sneered constantly at my stale information.'
'You gave him constant information?'
'No: in our ordinary talk. He railed at me for being “out of it.” I must be childish: I went to show him—oh! my vanity! I think I must have been possessed.'
She watched the hardening of her lover's eyes. They penetrated, and through them she read herself insufferably.
But it was with hesitation still that he said: 'Then you betrayed me?'