I should have been very sorry for my friend; but if indeed there is a Creator, it is He alone who has power to take back what He has given." "Your friend, then--" "Don't call him that!" I rose up and moved towards the door.

I think that she saw something in my face which checked any attempt she might have made to detain me.
"You must forgive me," I said.

"I cannot stay." She said nothing.

I looked back at her from the door.

Her eyes were fixed upon me, a little distended, full of mute questioning.