But now, it is over, everything is done.

You will keep me here--ah, say you will keep me here till everything can be settled, and I can go away--far away--far--!" She stopped with a gasping cry, and her eyes suddenly strained into the distance, as though a vision of some mysterious thing hung before her.
The Duchess realised that that temptation, which has come to so many disillusioned mortals, to end it all, to find quiet somehow, somewhere out in the dark, was upon her.

She became resourceful and persuasively commanding.
"But no, my darling," she said, "you are going nowhere.

Here in London is your place now.

And you must not stay here in my house.