What did she mean by leaving him thus?
How dared she enter the house that was his while he was still groping without?
He believed that she would shut his own door against him if she dared.

He was sure she hated him, as he hated her--as he hated her! And then--suddenly a strange thing happened.

Suddenly, clear-cut as a cameo before his fevered vision, there arose against the dripping darkness his wife's face.

Pale and pure as the face of a saint, it shone before him like a star.

There was no reproach in the level eyes; there was no contempt.