"Then, on your weariest days, come and see me. We can always see each other in Berkeley Square. Send me a wire saying you are coming."
"I could not come to see you," she said, still looking at him fixedly; "you know that I could not.... Then why do you ask me?"
"Because I want you."
"You know that I'd like to come."
"Then, if you do, you'll come. I don't believe in temptations that we don't yield to."
"I suppose that the temptation that we yield to is the temptation?"
"Of course. But, Evelyn, you are not going to waste your life in Dulwich. Come and see me to-morrow and, if you like, we'll decide."
"On what?"
"You know what I mean, dearest."
"Yes, I think I do," she said, smiling at once sadly and ardently; "but I'm afraid it wouldn't succeed. I'm not the kind of woman to play the part to advantage."