Do not consider me in the slightest.'
Even so slight an implication that she needed him and was depending on
him still was sufficient to rouse his passion. As he sat a change came
over his body, the hot, molten stream mounted involuntarily through his
veins. He groaned inwardly, under its bondage, but he loved it. He
looked at her with clear eyes, waiting for her.
She knew at once, and was shaken with cold revulsion. HOW could he look
at her with those clear, warm, waiting eyes, waiting for her, even now?
What had been said between them, was it not enough to put them worlds
asunder, to freeze them forever apart! And yet he was all transfused
and roused, waiting for her.
It confused her. Turning her head aside, she said:
'I shall always TELL you, whenever I am going to make any change--'
And with this she moved out of the room.
He sat suspended in a fine recoil of disappointment, that seemed
gradually to be destroying his understanding. But the unconscious state
of patience persisted in him.
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