Now that his eyes were opened he would not grieve her any more. Her love
alone should satisfy and bless him. Earthly passion should no more vex
her serenity.
When he first began to speak she had regarded him with evident
astonishment. As the meaning of his words became clear to her she had
turned her face away from him and covered it with both her hands, as a
person does under an overpowering sense of shame. She did not remove them
until he had finished, when she rose abruptly.
Light enough came from the windows behind them for him to see that her
cheeks and forehead were crimson.
"I think I may as well go now," she said. "Good-bye." And in another
moment he found himself alone, not a little astonished at the suddenness
of her departure.
CHAPTER XIV.
Ida passed with a quick step through the sitting-room and upstairs to her
bedroom, where she locked the door and threw herself upon the bed in a
paroxysm of tearless sobbing.
"I believe I have no more tears left," she whispered, as at last she
raised herself and arranged her dishevelled hair.
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