"Well, meet me again to-morrow night at the same place!..."
"No, I won't!"
"At five o'clock. I'll be there before you ... long before you. You'll meet me, won't you?"
"No."
"Please, Eleanor!"
She hesitated. Then she said, "Oh, very well, then! But it'll be the last time. Good-night!"
She pushed the door to, but before she could close it, he whispered "Good-night, my darling!" to her, and then the door was between them.
He waited until he saw the flash of the light in her room, and hoped that she would come to the window; but she did not do so, and after a while he went away.
V
Up in her room, she was staring at her reflection in the mirror, while he was waiting below on the pavement for her to come to the window, and as he walked away, she began to talk to the angry, baffled girl she saw before her.