Instead of telling her of Luzanne
Larue, and of what he would do if he found things going against him,
instead of that he resolved to say naught. He saw he could not conquer
her. For a minute after she had ceased speaking, he watched her in
silence, and in his eyes was a remorse which would never leave them.
She was master.
Slowly, and with a sense of defeat, he said to her: "Well, we shall never
meet again like this. The fight goes on. I will defeat Carnac. No, do
not shake your head. He shall not put me from my place. For you and me
there is no future--none; yet I want to say to you before we part for
ever now, that you have been deeper in my life than any other woman
since I was born."
He said no more. Catching up his hat from the chair, and taking his
stick, he left the room. He opened the front door, stepped out, shut it
behind him and, in a moment, was lost in the night.
CHAPTER XXII
POINT TO POINT
While these things were happening, Carnac was spending all his time in
the constituency. Every day was busy to the last minute, every hole in
the belt of his equipment was buckled tight. In spite of his enthusiasm
he was, however, troubled by the fact that Luzanne might appear. Yet as
time went on he gained confidence. There were days, however, when he
appeared, mentally, to be watching the street corners.
One day at a public meeting he thought the sensation had come.
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