"Well?
what has happened?
What WILL happen ?" "Nothing as yet--and nothing in the future, I think." "It's over, then?
It's settled?
You're sure ?" He smiled.

"Give me time.

I'm not sure--but I'm a good deal surer." And with that she had to content herself, and hasten on to the expectant group on the steps.
Selden had in fact given her the utmost measure of his sureness, had even stretched it a shade to meet the anxiety in her eyes.

And now, as he turned away, strolling down the hill toward the station, that anxiety remained with him as the visible justification of his own.

It was not, indeed, anything specific that he feared: there had been a literal truth in his declaration that he did not think anything would happen.