'Are you angry because I came?'
'That would be very ungracious on my part. Perhaps it wasn't quite necessary that we should meet again.'
'You've been acting all the time I've been here. Do you think I didn't see it was unreal, when you talked with such cynical indifference? I know you well enough to tell when you're hiding your real self behind a mask.'
'If that is so, the inference is obvious that I wish my real self to be hidden.'
'I would rather you cursed me than treat me with such cold politeness.'
'I'm afraid you're rather difficult to please,' he said.
Lucy went up to him passionately, but he drew back so that she might not touch him. Her outstretched hands dropped powerless to her side.
'Oh, you're of iron,' she cried pitifully. 'Alec, Alec, I couldn't let you go without seeing you once more. Even you would be satisfied if you knew what bitter anguish I've suffered. Even you would pity me. I don't want you to think too badly of me.'
'Does it much matter what I think? We shall be five thousand miles apart.'
'You must utterly despise me.'