And he is severe--very severe." I said nothing, and we walked for some time in silence.
"Next week," she said abruptly, "I must go back to London." It was too sudden! I could not keep back the little exclamation of despair.

She walked for some time with her head turned away from me, as though something on the dark clear horizon across the waters had fascinated her, but I caught a glimpse of her face, and I knew that my secret had escaped me.

Whether I was glad or sorry I could not tell.
My thoughts were all in hopeless confusions.

When she spoke, there was a certain reserve in her tone.

I knew that things would never again be exactly the same between us.