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The
feverish
exaltation
of
the
night
before
had
dropped
,
and
she
said
to
herself
that
he
had
gone
away
,
indifferently
,
almost
callously
,
and
that
now
her
life
would
lapse
again
into
the
narrow
rut
out
of
which
he
had
lifted
it
.
For
a
moment
she
was
inclined
to
sneer
at
herself
for
not
having
used
the
arts
that
might
have
kept
him
.
She
sat
at
table
till
the
meal
was
over
,
lest
Mr
.
Royall
should
remark
on
her
leaving
;
but
when
he
stood
up
she
rose
also
,
without
waiting
to
help
Verena
.
She
had
her
foot
on
the
stairs
when
he
called
to
her
to
come
back
.
“
I
’
ve
got
a
headache
.
I
’
m
going
up
to
lie
down
.
”
“
I
want
you
should
come
in
here
first
;
I
’
ve
got
something
to
say
to
you
.
”
She
was
sure
from
his
tone
that
in
a
moment
she
would
learn
what
every
nerve
in
her
ached
to
know
;
but
as
she
turned
back
she
made
a
last
effort
of
indifference
.
Mr
.
Royall
stood
in
the
middle
of
the
office
,
his
thick
eyebrows
beetling
,
his
lower
jaw
trembling
a
little
.
At
first
she
thought
he
had
been
drinking
;
then
she
saw
that
he
was
sober
,
but
stirred
by
a
deep
and
stern
emotion
totally
unlike
his
usual
transient
angers
.
And
suddenly
she
understood
that
,
until
then
,
she
had
never
really
noticed
him
or
thought
about
him
.
Except
on
the
occasion
of
his
one
offense
he
had
been
to
her
merely
the
person
who
is
always
there
,
the
unquestioned
central
fact
of
life
,
as
inevitable
but
as
uninteresting
as
North
Dormer
itself
,
or
any
of
the
other
conditions
fate
had
laid
on
her
.
Even
then
she
had
regarded
him
only
in
relation
to
herself
,
and
had
never
speculated
as
to
his
own
feelings
,
beyond
instinctively
concluding
that
he
would
not
trouble
her
again
in
the
same
way
.
But
now
she
began
to
wonder
what
he
was
really
like
.
He
had
grasped
the
back
of
his
chair
with
both
hands
,
and
stood
looking
hard
at
her
.
At
length
he
said
:
“
Charity
,
for
once
let
’
s
you
and
me
talk
together
like
friends
.
”
Instantly
she
felt
that
something
had
happened
,
and
that
he
held
her
in
his
hand
.
“
Where
is
Mr
.
Harney
?
Why
hasn
’
t
he
come
back
?
Have
you
sent
him
away
?
”
she
broke
out
,
without
knowing
what
she
was
saying
.
