But the thought of using Humphreys was repulsive to her.
She could not see his face in the gathering darkness, but she could _feel_ him smile that same soulless, geometrical smile.

She could not do it.

She did not know what to say.

So she said nothing.

Humphreys saw that he must begin farther back.
"I hear the young man spoken of as a praiseworthy person.