She would go back to the cities, and if her riches were not to separate them altogether, he must enter her employment.

Somehow he shrank from this.
But the ore might prove poorer than one thought and the mine cost much to work.

He would not admit that he hoped so, since he wanted Agatha to enjoy all the happiness that wealth could give.

Indeed, he did not know what he hoped; he was physically tired and although he felt strangely restless his brain was dull.

At length his eyes closed and for some hours he slept brokenly.
Getting up at daybreak, he scrambled along the bottom of the gap until he could look down on the other side, and presently turned with a start as he heard a rattle of stones.