She extended her hands in a little helpless movement, shook her head and said timidly:
"Well?"
A moment before, still counseled by his reason, he had been on the point of a cold answer, resolved correctly to beg her pardon and make this interview the last. At her surrendering gesture and the plaintive note in her voice, a great pity brushed aside everything else, and he said impulsively:
"I went once—you were away. I wanted to see you!"
"I did not know," she said hurriedly, rushing at the hardest to be said,—"that night—that you were married!"
"I understood that."
The court officer returned, announcing his automobile, and they passed out. They had said nothing, and yet everything had been said.
"Where do you want to go?" he said, smiling.
"Anywhere!"
He hesitated, and then gave her address.