He looked her straight in the face as he spoke them, but an instant later he turned and stared out over the wide, calm sea in a stillness that was somehow more forcible even than his low, half-strangled speech had been.
Juliet stood silent also, almost as if she were waiting for him to recover his balance.

Her eyes also were gazing straight before her to that far mysterious sky-line.

They were very grave and rather sad.
He broke the silence after many seconds.

"You will never speak to me again after this." "I hope I shall," she said gently.
He wheeled and faced her.

"You're not angry then ?" She shook her head.