I promised to call him directly you came." I moved toward the door, but she checked me with an imperative gesture.
"Wait," she said.
I came slowly back and stood by my table.

She was sitting with her hands clasped together, looking into the fire.

She looked very girlish and frail.
"I want to think--for a moment," she said.

"Everything seems confusion.
My father has commanded me to break my engagement with Colonel Ray." I remained silent.

What was there, indeed, for me to say?
"In my heart," she went on slowly, "I know that my father is wrong and that Colonel Ray is right.