A wall of separation began to grow up.
Edith arose, and was moving from the room.
"My daughter!" There was a sob in the father's voice.
Edith stopped.
"My daughter, we must not part yet.

Come back; sit down with me, and let us talk more calmly.

What is past cannot be changed.

It is with the now of this unhappy business that we have to do." Edith came back and sat down again, her father taking a seat beside her.
"That is just it," she answered, with a steadiness of tone and manner that showed how great was the self-control she was able to exert.

"It is with the now of this unhappy affair that we have to do.