My head throbs now with pain.

I cannot explain, but--but I had begun to hate this mission of ours before we ever reached here, and then this awful house, and that man and woman.
I almost begged you not to leave me alone, yet I conquered that weakness, and said good night, and locked my door.

You never realized how I felt." "No, not entirely, although I did comprehend you were sorry you had consented to come." "Not that altogether," and her eyes uplifting met mine, "I was frightened last night in the darkness.

I confess I completely lost my nerve, and would have run away if I could.

Perhaps I even said things which made you believe I regretted my action in coming with you.