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exclaimed indignantly： 〃I see it's much more than headaches。 But
give me a moment's time。〃 He closed his eyes。 〃You must excuse me
if I say stupid things； but my brain has gone to pieces。 Part of
it lives three minutes back； when I was sure that you loved me；
and the other partI find it difficultI am likely to say the
wrong thing。〃
It struck her that he was not behaving so badly； and her
irritation increased。 She again desired a struggle； not a
discussion。 To bring on the crisis； she said：
〃There are days when one sees clearly； and this is one of them。
Things must come to a breaking…point some time； and it happens to
be to…day。 If you want to know； quite a little thing decided me
to speak to youwhen you wouldn't play tennis with Freddy。〃
〃I never do play tennis；〃 said Cecil； painfully bewildered； 〃I
never could play。 I don't understand a word you say。〃
〃You can play well enough to make up a four。 I thought it
abominably selfish of you。〃
〃No； I can'twell； never mind the tennis。 Why couldn't
youcouldn't you have warned me if you felt anything wrong？ You
talked of our wedding at lunchat least； you let me talk。〃
〃I knew you wouldn't understand；〃 said Lucy quite crossly。 〃I
might have known there would have been these dreadful
explanations。 Of course； it isn't the tennisthat was only the
last straw to all I have been feeling for weeks。 Surely it was
better not to speak until I felt certain。〃 She developed this
position。 〃Often before I have wondered if I was fitted for your
wifefor instance； in London； and are you fitted to be my
husband？ I don't think so。 You don't like Freddy； nor my mother。
There was always a lot against our engagement； Cecil； but all our
relations seemed pleased； and we met so often； and it was no good
mentioning it untilwell； until all things came to a point。 They
have to…day。 I see clearly。 I must speak。 That's all。〃
〃I cannot think you were right；〃 said Cecil gently。 〃I cannot
tell why； but though all that you say sounds true； I feel that
you are not treating me fairly。 It's all too horrible。〃
〃What's the good of a scene？〃
〃No good。 But surely I have a right to hear a little more。〃
He put down his glass and opened the window。 From where she
knelt； jangling her keys； she could see a slit of darkness； and；
peering into it； as if it would tell him that 〃little more；〃 his
long； thoughtful face。
〃Don't open the window； and you'd better draw the curtain； too；
Freddy or any one might be outside。〃 He obeyed。 〃I really think
we had better go to bed； if you don't mind。 I shall only say
things that will make me unhappy afterwards。 As you say it is all
too horrible； and it is no good talking。〃
But to Cecil； now that he was about to lose her； she seemed each
moment more desirable。 He looked at her； instead of through her；
for the first time since they were engaged。 From a Leonardo she
had become a living woman； with mysteries and forces of her own；
with qualities that even eluded art。 His brain recovered from the
shock； and； in a burst of genuine devotion； he cried： 〃But I love
you； and I did think you loved me！〃
〃I did not；〃 she said。 〃I thought I did at first。 I am sorry； and
ought to have refused you this last time； too。〃
He began to walk up and down the room； and she grew more and more
vexed at his dignified behaviour。 She had counted on his being
petty。 It would have made things easier for her。 By a cruel irony
she was drawing out all that was finest in his disposition。
〃You don't love me； evidently。 I dare say you are right not to。
But it would hurt a little less if I knew why。〃
〃Because〃a phrase came to her； and she accepted it〃you're the
sort who can't know any one intimately。〃
A horrified look came into his eyes。
〃I don't mean exactly that。 But you will question me； though I
beg you not to； and I must say something。 It is that； more or
less。 When we were only acquaintances； you let me be myself； but
now you're always protecting me。〃 Her voice swelled。 〃I won't be
protected。 I will choose for myself what is ladylike and right。
To shield me is an insult。 Can't I be trusted to face the truth
but I must get it second…hand through you？ A woman's place！ You
despise my motherI know you dobecause she's conventional and
bothers over puddings； but； oh goodness！〃she rose to her
feet〃conventional； Cecil； you're that； for you may understand
beautiful things； but you don't know how to use them； and you
wrap yourself up in art and books and music； and would try to
wrap up me。 I won't be stifled； not by the most glorious music；
for people are more glorious； and you hide them from me。 That's
why I break off my engagement。 You were all right as long as you
kept to things； but when you came to people〃 She stopped。
There was a pause。 Then Cecil said with great emotion：
〃It is true。〃
〃True on the whole；〃 she corrected； full of some vague shame。
〃True； every word。 It is a revelation。 It isI。〃
〃Anyhow； those are my reasons for not being your wife。〃
He repeated： 〃'The sort that can know no one intimately。' It is
true。 I fell to pieces the very first day we were engaged。 I
behaved like a cad to Beebe and to your brother。 You are even
greater than I thought。〃 She withdrew a step。 〃I'm not going to
worry you。 You are far too good to me。 I shall never forget your
insight； and； dear； I only blame you for this： you might have
warned me in the early stages； before you felt you wouldn't marry
me； and so have given me a chance to improve。 I have never known
you till this evening。 I have just used you as a peg for my silly
notions of what a woman should be。 But this evening you are a
different person： new thoughtseven a new voice〃
〃What do you mean by a new voice？〃 she asked； seized with
incontrollable anger。
〃I mean that a new person seems speaking through you；〃 said he。
Then she lost her balance。 She cried： 〃If you think I am in love
with some one else； you are very much mistaken。〃
〃Of course I don't think that。 You are not that kind； Lucy。〃
〃Oh； yes； you do think it。 It's your old idea； the idea that has
kept Europe backI mean the idea that women are always thinking
of men。 If a girl breaks off her engagement； every one says： 'Oh；
she had some one else in her mind； she hopes to get some one
else。' It's disgusting； brutal！ As if a girl can't break it off
for the sake of freedom。〃
He answered reverently： 〃I may have said that in the past。 I
shall never say it again。 You have taught me better。〃
She began to redden； and pretended to examine the windows again。
〃Of course； there is no question of 'some one else' in this； no
'jilting' or any such nauseous stupidity。 I beg your pardon most
humbly if my words suggested that there was。 I only meant that
there was a force in you that I hadn't known of up till now。〃
〃All right； Cecil； that will do。 Don't apologize to me。 It was my
mistake。〃
〃It is a question between ideals； yours and minepure abstract
ideals； and yours are the nobler。 I was bound up in the old
vicious notions； and all the time you were splendid and new。〃 His
voice broke。 〃I must actually thank you for what you have done
for showing me what I really am。 Solemnly； I thank you for
showing me a true woman。 Will you shake hands？〃
〃Of course I will；〃 said Lucy； twisting up her other hand in the
curtains。 〃Good…night； Cecil。 Good…bye。 That's all right。 I'm
sorry about it。 Thank you very much for your gentleness。〃
〃Let me light your candle； shall I？〃
They went into the hall。
〃Thank you。 Good…night again。 God bless you； Lucy！〃
〃Good…bye； Cecil。〃
She watched him steal up…stairs； while the shadows from three
banisters passed over her face like the beat of wings。 On the
landing he paused strong in his renunciation； and gave her a
look of memorable beauty。 For all his culture； Cecil was an
ascetic at heart； and nothing in his love became him like the
leaving of it。
She could never marry。 In the tumult of her soul； that stood
firm。 Cecil believed in her； she must some day believe in
herself。 She must be one of the women whom she had praised so
eloquently； who care for liberty and not for men； she must forget
that George loved her； that George had been thinking through her
and gained her this honourable release； that George had gone
away intowhat was it？the darkness。
She put out the lamp。
It did not do to think； nor； for the matter of that to feel。 She
gave up trying to understand herself； and the vast armies of the
benighted； who follow neither the heart nor the brain； and
march to their destiny by catch…words。 The armies are full of
pleasant and pious folk。 But they have yielded to the only enemy
that mattersthe enemy within。 They have sinned against passion
and truth； and vain will be their strife after virtue。 As the
years pass； they are censured。