At any rate--" She could distinguish his dark form again a yard or so away.

She wanted to escape.
"But can't I do it ?" she pleaded.
"If you hurry," he said brusquely.

"But you could easily walk it, Clara; it's only seven miles to the tram.

I'll come with you." "No; I want to catch the train." "But why ?" "I do--I want to catch the train." Suddenly his voice altered.
"Very well," he said, dry and hard.

"Come along, then." And he plunged ahead into the darkness.