But what did that matter, either?
She could not feel even sorry.
"I will--try," she answered.
It was no use as yet, he saw.

What he was trying to deal with was in a new Dimension.
He held out his hands and helped her to her feet.
"The Wood is growing very dark," he said.

"We must go.

I will take you to Mrs.Bennett's and you can spend the night with her." The Wood was growing dark indeed.

He was obliged to guide her through the closeness of the undergrowth.