Then he hurried after.
"Aileen!" he called.

"Aileen, come back here! Don't go, Aileen!" But she only hurried faster; she opened and closed the door, and actually ran out in the dark, her eyes wet, her heart bursting.

So this was the end of that youthful dream that had begun so beautifully.

She was no better than the others--just one of his mistresses.

To have her past thrown up to her as a defense for the others! To be told that she was no better than they! This was the last straw.