I hurried away from Zoe, telling her on no account to leave the hut; and went to find Reverdy.

He was at work on my house, looked at me wonderingly as if to question what had brought me over so soon.

I drew him aside and told him what I knew.
Reverdy's blue eyes grew terribly deep.

They darkened like clouds in a rapidly gathering storm.

They were full of comprehending compassion.
They expressed alarm, but also an inexorable sense of futility, as if there was nothing to be done.