She seemed to be listening.

Then she turned to me.
"'David,' said my wife, and the wistfulness in her voice hurt me--'David, would you be very, very disappointed if we went from here--without trying to find out any more about it--would you ?' "Walter, I never wanted anything so much in my life as I wanted to learn what that rock concealed.

Nevertheless, I tried to master my desire, and I answered--'Edith, not a bit if you want us to do it.' "She read my struggle in my eyes.

She turned back toward the grey rock.

I saw a shiver pass through her.