Chapter 12
When Noel fled, Fort had started forward to stop her; then, realising that with his lameness he could never catch her, he went back and entered Leila's bedroom. She had taken off her dress, and was standing in front of her glass, with the cigarette still in her mouth; and the only movement was the curling of its blue smoke. He could see her face reflected, pale, with a little spot of red in each cheek, and burning red ears. She had not seemed to hear him coming in, but he saw her eyes change when they caught his reflection in the mirror. From lost and blank, they became alive and smouldering. "Noel's gone!" he said. She answered, as if to his reflection in the glass "And you haven't gone too? Ah, no! Of course--your leg! She fled, I suppose? It was rather a jar, my coming in, I'm afrai
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