She was going now.
"If I thought there was any blood in your veins, you icy woman----" "Or in your own," said she.

But she said it a little fiercely, and he noticed that.
"Alice," he cried, "I know now.

It is to drive that look from your face that I am here." She courtesied from the door.

She was quite herself again.
But for that moment she had been moved.

He was convinced of it, and his first feeling was of exultation as in an achievement.