"It will be best for both of us. You must go back to your world."
"I'm wanted at Nîmes a few days hence, to give evidence at the trial."
"Then leave Wiesbaden to-day."
"Give me till to-morrow near you."
"No, you must go to-day.... We'll say good-bye now."
She held out her hand, but he took her in his arms and kissed her passionately.
"No—don't!"
"Forgive me—I'm a brute!"
"Dear John, go now. Don't stay. Go back to your world and fight your battle. I shall recover my sight—I feel that more strongly than ever. I shall need it if only to read your letters. Go now, and take with you my wishes for all happiness and all success in your life-work!"
Rivière tried to answer, but the words choked in his throat.