"Is that all you meant by freedom?"
"Yes."
She sighed and went forward against him.
"Did you think—do you care?" he stammered.
All the dominating force had suddenly departed from him. But he put his arms around her.
"Do you care for the man who has failed?"
"Yes, yes!"
She put her arms slowly, almost feebly, round his neck.
"Yes, yes, yes!"
She kept on repeating the word, breathing it against his cheek, breathing it against his lips, till his lips stifled it on hers.