I turned away, a little dazed. The whole thing was inevitable and clear as he put it. I knew there was nothing to be done.
I left his apartment, and went down the corridor to the landing stage. No one interfered with my movements, and my commands were not questioned. I ordered a plane, and gave my name to the girl in charge.
"Your destination?" she asked.
I said, "I am only going for pleasure."
"Your return?"
"Expect me in an hour."
I had watched Selda pilot the planes for so many weeks that I was familiar with the controls. I rose swiftly, circled the building, and headed north toward the mountains. I hadn't the courage to see Selda again. It was only a little while before I came to the place by the river where we had spent the morning. I slowed down, and flew over it, just above the waterfall.
There was a landing-spot by the river just beyond the top of the fall. I came to rest there, and left the machine.
I stood looking at the river for a moment. I don't remember that any thoughts or emotions came to my mind. I simply stood there, a little dazed, and very quiet, with a vague picture of Selda before my eyes. It was a dream-like moment.