"Now don't make difficulties, Tilly."
"No, Addie, no...."
"How do you mean, no?"
"I won't go to the Hague."
"Why not?"
"It's too late.... It wouldn't alter a thing.... It's too late."
"What's too late?"
She sobbed and embraced him. She clutched him to her, she covered his lips with glowing kisses.
"Oh, let it be!" she said, in between her kisses; and her voice sounded utterly discouraged.
"Why, Tilly? Why? I want to see you happy.... It's decided now: we're going to the Hague. I'll look out for a house."