"You are different. And I mean to keep you so."
She rose.
"There's only one way," she said. "We must never see each other again. We mustn't even think. I shall go away, and you're not to come after me."
"When?"
"To-morrow. Perhaps to-night."
"And where, Kitty?"
"I don't know."
"You shan't go," he said. "I'll go. You must stay here until we can think of something."
She closed her eyes and drew a hard sigh, as if exhausted with the discussion.
"Robert, dear, would you mind not talking any more to me? I'm very tired."