You'll see." "That will make it all the worse," said Mr.Goodwood grimly.
"Ah, you're unaccommodating! I can't promise to dislike you in order to help you to resign yourself." "I shouldn't care if you did!" Isabel got up with a movement of repressed impatience and walked to the window, where she remained a moment looking out.

When she turned round her visitor was still motionless in his place.

She came toward him again and stopped, resting her hand on the back of the chair she had just quitted.

"Do you mean you came simply to look at me?
That's better for you perhaps than for me." "I wished to hear the sound of your voice," he said.
"You've heard it, and you see it says nothing very sweet." "It gives me pleasure, all the same." And with this he got up.

She had felt pain and displeasure on receiving early that day the news he was in Florence and by her leave would come within an hour to see her.