Of you, I ask only that you go away--now--before the Baroness returns, and do your best to blot out the memory of that one night from your life.

Remember only that you did a generous action.

Remember that, and no more." "Too late," he answered; "I cannot do it." "You are a man," she answered, "and you say that ?" "It is because I am a man, and you are what you are, that I cannot," he answered slowly.
There was a moment's breathless silence.

Only he fancied that her face had somehow grown softer.
"You must not talk like that," she said.

"You do not know what you are saying--who or what I am.