He dropped her arm as suddenly as he had taken it, and let her go on to the window.

"No," he said to himself, "not the cold extreme, whatever else it may be.

So much the worse for her, and for all belonging to her." There was a momentary pause.

Once more the dripping rustle of the rain and the steady ticking of the clock filled up the gap of silence.

Mr.
Pendril put the Instructions back in his pocket, considered a little, and, turning toward Norah and Miss Garth, recalled their attention to the present and pressing necessities of the time.
"Our consultation has been needlessly prolonged," he sail, "by painful references to the past.