"It is inevitable. There will be more
Mr. Stanleys and such like, no doubt. They may hinder me, but I think
that, in the end, I shall pull through. And I promise you, dear, that
when I have something definite to show, I shall have finished with the
whole business. It is no more to my liking than yours."
"I cannot move you then," she murmured.
"You must not try," I answered.
She laughed a little unnaturally.
"I do not feel any longer," she said, "that you belong to me. There is
something else which comes first."
"Without that something, dear," I answered, "I should not be worthy of
your love."
"With men, there is always something else," she said sadly. "It is the
woman only who realizes what love is, who puts it before body and soul
and honor. A man cannot do that."
"No!" I answered softly, "a man cannot do that."
She turned away, and I walked by her side in silence. When she reached
the companion-way, she stepped inside a little abruptly.
"I am going to my state-room," she said. "Good night!"
"You are not angry with me, Adele?" I asked anxiously.
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