Your whole expression has changed....

And I know why....

At times it scarcely seems that I can bear it--when I see your mouth laughing at the world and your eyes without mirth--dead--and the youth in you so altered, so quenched, so--forgive me!--so useless--" "To what better use could I devote it, Shiela ?" "Oh, you don't know!--you don't know!--You are free; there are other women, other hopes--try to understand what freedom means!" "It means--_you,_, Shiela." She fell silent; then: "Wherever I turn, whatever I say--all paths and words lead back again to you and me.

I should not have come." The hard, hammering pulse in his throat made it difficult for him to speak; but he managed to force an unsteady laugh; "Shiela, there is only one way for me, now--to fire and fall back.

I've got to go up to Portlaw's camp anyhow--" "And after that ?" "Mrs.Ascott wants a miniature Versailles.