"What is it, Francis?
Why have you come back?
What has happened to you ?" He drew her into the room.

She herself looked weary, and there were lines under her eyes.

It seemed, even, as though she might have been weeping.

But it was a new Norgate who spoke.

His words rang out with a fierce vigour, his eyes seemed on fire.
"Anna," he cried, "I can't fence with you.