“I am better and— and— it is over?” he heard her whisper.
“Yes.”
“The— the baby?”
“Is well— yes.”
There was a moment’s silence. The room seemed to tremble with it. Then she said, faintly:
“You have been alone?”
“Yes— alone— for seven days.”
She turned her eyes upon him fully. He could see the glow of them in the faint light. It seemed to him that she was reading him to the depths of his soul, and that in this moment she knew! She knew that he had taken the part of David, and suddenly she turned her face away from him again with a strange, choking sob. He could feel her trembling. She seemed, struggling for breath and strength, and he heard again the words “You— you— you—”
“Yes, yes— I know— I understand,” he said, and his heart choked him. “You must be quiet— now. I promised you that if you got well I would go. And— I will. No one will ever know. I will go.”
“And you will never come to me again?” Her voice was terribly quiet and cold.