It was an agony of shame.

The words she spoke sounded imbecile mutterings, which must confirm Barfoot in his worst opinion of her.
'If it is all in vain,' he continued, 'then I shall say good-bye, and there's an end.' 'I hope not--I should think--' Useless.

She set her lips and became mute.

If only he would leave her! And almost immediately he did so, with a few words of kind tone.

She felt the pressure of his hand, and saw him walk rapidly away; doubtless he knew this was what she desired.
Until he had passed out of sight, Monica kept the same direction.