I could see the round, white arm where the sleeve fell away, and her cheeks were flushed.

She did not lift her eyes at my movement, and, half angry at her studied indifference, I advanced straight toward the door.

But there I hesitated, unable to part without at least another word.

She was looking at me now.
"May I hope ever to meet you again ?" I asked.
"I can promise nothing as to the future," she returned soberly.

"But I wish to speak to you now, before you go.