But Burke had decreed that she must wait till the morning, and she had found already that what Burke decreed usually came to pass.

Besides, she knew that she was worn out and wholly unfit for any further strain.
Very thankfully she sank down at last upon the bed in the bare guest-room.

Her weariness was such that she thought that she must sleep, yet for hours she lay wide awake, listening to the rain streaming down and pondering--pondering the future.

Her romance was ended.

She saw that very clearly.