He did not change his attitude when he saw me, but he looked at me gravely, and said, 'Well, Ursula ?' but there was no interest in his tone.
Of course I knew what he meant, but I let that pass, and something seemed to choke my voice as I tried to answer him: 'Never mind that now: we will come to that presently.

I want to tell you that I know it now, Max.

I guessed a little of it before, but now I am sure of it.' I had roused him effectually.

A sort of dusky red came to his face as he sat up and looked at me.

He did not ask me what I meant: we understood each other in a moment.