She said plaintively, like a child at fault: "I am not feeling well." Then, in a sudden change of mood, she gave herself up to love, offering her whole self with her wounded woman's heart.
* * * * * * * * * They rose and shook off the dream that had cast them to the ground.
He was as dejected as she.

I bent over to catch what he was saying.
"If I had only known!" he breathed in a whisper.
Prostrated but more distrustful of each other with a crime between them, they went slowly over to the grey window, cleansed by a streak of twilight.
How much they were like themselves on the other evening.

It /was/ the other evening.

Never had the impression been borne in upon me so strongly that actions are vain and pass like phantoms.
The man was seized with a trembling.

And, vanquished, despoiled of all his pride, of all his masculine reserve, he no longer had the strength to keep back the avowal of shamed regret.
"One can't master one's self," he stammered, hanging his head.