And when he returned to the place he had deserted, she took no
notice of him.
Her eyes were fixed in thought, her lips pinched. Was it only now, or
had he never noticed it before, that her hands resembled her face, bony
with a dry fine skin? Perhaps, heroically, she was thrusting the whole
subject of Savina Grove from her mind; he couldn't tell; her exterior
showed Lee Randon nothing, He waited, undecided if he'd smoke. Lee
didn't, he found, want to. She shook her head, a startled look passed
through her eyes, and Fanny sighed deeply. She seemed to come back from
a far place. It was, of course, the past, her early aspirations;
herself, young; but what, out of her remembrance, had she brought with
her?
* * * * *
Nothing.
Her first words instantly dispelled what had many aspects of his last
hope for peace. "It is surprising to me that you could go up to the
children; but I suppose we must all be glad to have you pay attention
to them at any time." This minor development he succeeded in avoiding.
"I have been thinking hard," she continued, "and I have made up my mind
about you; it is this--you just simply have to be different. I won't
let you, us, stay like this. It is hideous."
"You are quite right," he admitted; "and I have already agreed that the
change must principally be in me. If you'd explain it to me, what you
have decided on, we'll find out, if possible, how to go about it.
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