Greeba made him no answer, but thought within herself that if he had stayed a day longer he must have stayed a day too long.
"It's a weary heart I've borne," he said, "since I saw you last, and you bade me leave you, and I obeyed, though it cost me dear. But let that go."
Still she did not speak, and looking up into her face he saw how pale she was, and weak and ill as he thought.
"Greeba," he cried, "what has happened?"
But she only smiled and gave him a look of kindness, and said that nothing was amiss with her.
"Yes, by the Lord, but something is amiss," he said, with his blood in his face in an instant. "What is it?" he cried. "What is it?"
"Only that I have not eaten much to-day," she said, "that's all."
"All!" he cried. "All!"
He seemed to understand everything at a glance, as if the great power of his love had taught him.
"Now, by God——" he said, and shook his fist at the house in front of him.