"You will let me come to you then?"
"Yes."
"You won't lock the door again?"
"Not now."
While Tom stood immovable, with a lingering look of tenderness she turned and passed quickly from the room.
He closed the door softly, steadied himself before loosing the knob and turned to his father in a burst of sudden rebellion:
"Oh, Dad! It can't be true! It can't be true! I can't believe it. Did you look at her closely again?"
Norton drew himself wearily to his feet and spoke with despairing certainty:
"Yes, yes, as I've looked at her a hundred times with growing wonder."