It might be that Anton was still there.

She had left him in the room, and had shut her ears against the sound of his steps, as though she were resolved that she would care nothing ever again for his coming or going.

He was gone, however, and the room was empty, and she sat down in solitude, with her back against the wall, and began to realise her position.

He had told her that others accused her, but that he had not suspected her.

He had not suspected her, but he had thought it necessary to search, and had found in her possession that which had made her guilty in his eyes! She would never see him again--never willingly.