The Choir Invisible

"I'd--better go!"

"And haven't you a word? Bring this book back to me in silence? After all I

said to you? I want to know how you feel about it--all your thoughts."

She looked up at him with a reproachful smile-The blood had rushed guiltily into his face, and she seeing this, without

knowing what it meant, the blood rushed into hers.

"I don't understand," she said proudly and coldly, dropping her eyes and

dropping her head a little forward before him, and soon becoming very pale,

as from a death-wound.

He stood before her, trembling, trying to speak, trying not to speak. Then

he turned and strode rapidly away.