"There isn't anywhere."
"No house in the city?"
She shook her head.
"If you will let me, I will take you to a safe and quiet place; and as soon as possible away from the city."
"When?"
"When from here? — Now, — as soon as you can be ready."
Elizabeth's eye wandered vaguely towards the table like a person in a maze.
"Mayn't I go up stairs again?" she said, her eye coming back to his.
"I would rather you did not."
She gave way then and sat down covering her face with her hands. And sobs as violent as her tremblings had been, held her for a little while. The moment she could, she rose up and looked up again, throwing off her tears as it were, though a sob now and then even while she was speaking interrupted her breath.