The look of perplexity had returned to her face, and for some minutes they stood arm-in-arm by the open window, looking down at the Nile in a dazed and dreamy way.
"What are you going to do, Gordon?"
"I don't know—yet."
"It will be an order now, and as an officer you can do nothing but obey."
"I suppose not, dear."
"There are so many things calling for your obedience, too—honour, ambition, everything a soldier can want, you know."
"I know! I know!"
She crept closer and said, "Then there's something else, dear."
"What else, Helena?"
"Haven't I always told you that sooner or later that man would come between us?"