Again he implored her to go with him; he even threatened her, but she continued to shake her head and to say in a faint and tortured voice,—
'Go now, Julian; go, my darling; go now, Julian.'
'With you, or not at all.' He was at last seriously afraid that she meant what she said,
'Without me.'
'Eve, we were so happy. Remember! Only come; we shall be as happy again.'
'You mustn't tempt me; it's cruel,' she said, shivering. 'I'm human.'
'But I love you!' he said. He seized her hands, and tried to drag her towards the door.
'No,' she answered, putting him gently away from her. 'Don't tempt me, Julian, don't; let me make amends in my own way.'
Her gentleness and dignity were such that he now felt reproved, and, dimly, that the wrong done was by him towards her, not by her towards him.
'You are too strong—magnificent, and heartbreaking,' he said in despair.