You saw--I know you saw--and it killed me with the shame of it! Now you come to me to look at the same thing again--and the boat waiting for you! Is it in revenge for that night at the Bareauds'?
Perhaps this sounds wild to you--I can't help that--but why should you try to make it harder for me ?" From the porch came a strong voice: "Vanrevel!" "God knows I haven't meant to," said Tom, in bitter pain.

"I don't understand.

It's Cummings calling for me; I'll go at once.

I'd hoped, stupidly enough, that you would tell me whom it was you meant when you spoke to Crailey, so that I could help to make it surer that he'd come back to you.

But I've only annoyed you.