There, I have said it!" she repeated, with a little sob, "my love." His arms were suddenly around her.

She shrank back in her chair.

Her terrified eyes invited and yet reproached him.
"Remember--oh, please remember!" she cried.
"What can I remember except one thing ?" he whispered.
She held him away from her.
"You talk as though everything were possible between us.

How can that be?
I have no joy in my husband, nor he in me--but I am married.

We are not in America." He rose to his feet, a strong man trembling in every limb.