Norman shook his head, without even looking at Keith.
"Too late," he said, speaking to himself.
Keith rose to his feet.
"It is not too late," he declared, with a sudden ring in his voice; "she loves you."
Norman shook his head.
"She hates me; I deserve it."
"In her heart she adores you," said Keith, in a tone of conviction.
Norman turned away with a half-bitter laugh.
"You don't know."
"I do know, and you will know it, too. How long shall you be here?"