I can't explain; it's just the brotherly relation which I can't stand.

It's no use suggesting that we should be as we were before--" She understood well enough for his purposes.
"I see," she said.
Michael paused for a moment.
"I think I'll be going now," he said.

"I am off to Ashbridge in two days.

Give Hermann my love, and a jolly Christmas to you both.

I'll let you know when I am back in town." She had no reply to this; she saw its justice, and acquiesced.
"Good-bye, then," said Michael.
He walked home from Chelsea in that utterly blank and unfeeling consciousness which almost invariably is the sequel of any event that brings with it a change of attitude towards life generally.