Will you come ?" "I--don't--know.

Why did you say such a thing ?" "Forgive me, dear!" She slowly shook her head: "You've made me think of--things," she said.

"You shouldn't ever have done it." "Done what, Valerie ?" "What you did--what you said--which makes it impossible for me to--to ever again be what I have been to you--even pose for you--as I did--" "You mean that you won't pose for me any more ?" he asked, aghast.
"Only--in costume." She sat on the edge of the sofa, head averted, looking steadily down at the hearth below.

There was a pink spot on either cheek.
He thought a moment.

"Valerie," he said, "I believe we had better finish what we have only begun to say." "Is there--anything more ?" she asked, unsmiling.
"Ask yourself.