I shall never be worthy of you, but I shall never cease in my striving to become so.' The quickening of her blood, which at first troubled her, had long since subsided.

She could now listen to him, and think of her reply almost with coldness.

There was an unreality in the situation which made her anxious to bring the dialogue to an end.
'I have all faith in you,' she said.

'I hope--I feel assured--that something will come of your work; but it will only be so if you pursue it for its own sake.' The simple truth of this caused him to droop his eyes again with a sense of shame.

He grew impatient with himself.