That's all.
Do you understand ?" His eyes blazed.

With a quick movement he stepped in front of her.
"I'm a man--as well as an accompanist," he said hoarsely.

"One day you'll have to reckon with the man, Magda!" There was a new, unaccustomed quality in his voice.

Hitherto she had not taken his ardour very seriously.

He was a Pole and a musician, with all the temperament that might be expected from such a combination, and she had let it go at that, pushing his love aside with the careless hand of a woman to whom the incense of men's devotion has been so freely offered as to have become commonplace.