It was as if her intentness, her concentration upon her holy purpose held her.

While her soul did but turn to him in the darkness, it kept and would keep their hands and lips apart.
He divined that she was only half-won.

But, though her body yet moved in its charmed inviolate circle, he felt dimly that the spiritual barrier was down.
She turned from him and went slowly to the door.

He opened it and followed her.

On the stairs she parted from him and went alone into his sister's bedroom.
Edith's spine had been hurting her in the night.