I'm
thinking of you. I can't love you again, and I wouldn't if I could, now
that I--know. You're a different man. The one I loved doesn't exist and
never did; yet you've told me your secret, and I'm bound to keep it. I
don't need to stop and reflect about that. But as for what's to become
of me, and how we're to manage not to let people guess that everything's
changed, I don't know! I must think. I must think all to-night, until
to-morrow. Perhaps by that time I can decide. Now--I beg of you to go
and leave me--this moment. I can't bear any more and live."
He stood looking at her, but she turned her head away with a petulant
gesture of repulsion; and lest her eyes might feel the call of his she
covered them with her hands. Her hopelessness, her loathing of him
enclosed her like a wall of ice.
"So! The dream's over!" he said. "'This woman to this man'! What a
farce--what a tragedy!"
When she looked up again he had gone and the door between their rooms was
shut.
The moon no longer lit the high window. With Knight's going darkness
fell.
CHAPTER XX
THE PLAN
Annesley sat as Knight had left her for a long time--minutes, perhaps, or
hours.
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