"I have taken you back."
"Not yet. I'd no business to come back at all, without telling you."
"Tell me, then," she said.
"I can't. I don't know how."
She put her hand on his.
"Don't," he said, "don't. I'd rather you didn't touch me."
She looked at him and smiled, and her smile cut him to the heart.
"Walter," she said, "are you afraid of me?"
"Yes."
"You needn't be."