I don't know what I meant to do or where to go; my only impulse was to hide myself from the eyes of my companion, and to go away from him, as I had hidden myself from all others, since I was smitten with this chastisement.
"Forgive me, Pauline," he said, coming to my side.

"It is the second time I have been harsh with you this dreadful day.

This is what comes of selfishness.

I hope you will forget what I have said." I still turned to go away, feeling afraid of him and ashamed before him.
He put out his hand to stop me.
"Pauline, remember, I have been sorely tried.

I would do anything to comfort you.