who has nothing more to say.

Suddenly Jane looked at him with eyes shining and full of appeal.

``Don't send me away so quickly,'' she pleaded. ``I've not been
telling the exact truth. I came only partly because I feared you
were suspecting me. The real reason was that--that I couldn't
stay away any longer. I know you're not in the least interested
in me----''

She was watching him narrowly for signs of contradiction. She
hoped she had not watched in vain.

``Why should you be?'' she went on. ``But ever since you opened
my eyes and set me to thinking, I can do nothing but think about
the things you have said to me, and long to come to you and ask
you questions and hear more.''

Victor was staring hard into the wall of foliage. His face was
set. She thought she had never seen anything so resolute, so
repelling as the curve of his long jaw bone.

``I'll go now,'' she said, making a pretended move toward rising.

``I've no right to annoy you.''

He stood up abruptly, without looking at her. ``Yes, you'd
better go,'' he said curtly.

She quivered--and it was with a pang of genuine pain.