I could respect you, at all events." "Yes, and I had rather have your respect than your love." With that, she left him.

He wished to pursue, but a physical languor held him motionless.

And when at length he sauntered from the place, it was with a sense of satisfaction at what had happened.

Let her carry out that purpose: he faced it, preferred it.

Let her be lost to him in that way rather than any other.