“No; I shan’t think that; but I should like to go home at once.”
“But surely that is not your last word!”
“What else is there so say? I... I... can’t do that sort of thing. That is all. From today you must go your way, and I must go mine. It is useless to discuss it. Let me go home.”
“But you can’t mean it,” he cried. “Surely we are not to part like this.”
She had moved back into the room now, and was pulling on her gloves.
“What else can we do?”
“But you care for me, Hal. You can’t deny it. You do care a little; don’t you?”
She looked into his eyes without a tremor, but with a pain at the back of hers that made him flinch.
“Yes, I care,” she said very quietly.
“Ah!”