"I have never been fond of any one in my life, or anything--except my work," he added.
She looked at him a little bewildered at first.
"Oh, you strange person!" she cried, her lips breaking into a delightful smile.

"Don't you know that you haven't begun to live at all yet?
You don't even know anything about life, and at the back of it all you have capacity.

Yes," she went on, "I think that you have the capacity for living." Her hand fell upon his with a little gesture which was half a caress.

He looked around him as though seeking for escape.

He was on his feet now and he clutched at his hat.
"I must go," he insisted almost roughly.
"Am I keeping you ?" she asked innocently.