Yet even the fire's glow which she had seemed to dread brought no flush of colour to her cheeks.

Her appearance of complete lifelessness remained.

It was as though some sort of crust had formed about her being, a condition which her very physical perfection seemed to render the more incomprehensible.
"You are surprised to see me here living with my husband, after what I told you yesterday afternoon ?" she said calmly, breaking at last the silence which had reigned between them.
"I am," he admitted.
"It seems unnatural to you, I suppose ?" "Entirely." "You still believe all that I told you ?" "I must." She looked at the door and raised her head a little, as though either listening or adjudging the time before her husband would return.

Then she glanced across at him once more.
"Hatred," she said, "does not always drive away.

Sometimes it attracts.
Sometimes the person who hates can scarcely bear the other out of his sight.