"It is not my purpose. I have warned you," he said.
"You do not believe your own warning," she answered.
He winced, but said not a word.
"You have come to me with an idle threat, and fear is written on your own face."
He drew his breath sharply, and did not reply.
"Whatever it is, you do not believe it."
He was making for the door. He came back a step.
"Shall I speak the word?" he said. "Can you bear it?"
"Leave me," she said, "and carry your falsehood with you!"
He was gone in an instant. Then her anger cooled directly, and her woman's curiosity came back with a hundred-fold rebound.