"If there is any honour in you, stop and think. Let’s go. Anybody in pain had only to call to him. “But why,” he said in the gasping voice of one subduing an agony, and looked at her from under a pain-wrinkled brow, “why did you not tell me this before?” “I didn’t know—I thought I might be able to control myself. She would never love him as she loved Capes, of course, but there are grades and qualities of love. A very small settlement, mostly natives. It is the worst of talk under such social circumstances that it is always getting cut off so soon as it is beginning; and I went home that afternoon feeling I had said nothing—literally nothing—of the things I had meant to say to you and that were coursing through my head. Anna sat with the face of a Sphinx— waiting. And instead of accepting the situation gratefully, he felt vaguely hurt! One evening in September a proa rasped in upon the beach. ‘Good. ‘Come, Jacques, mon pauvre,’ she uttered, and reached for the lad again, hardly aware of the muted sounds of running feet and much banging and crashing beyond the secret door. She got to the driveway and was semi-surprised to see that his car was gone.
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