Book V. Chapter XXXVI Darrow continued to stand by the door after it had closed. Anna felt that he was looking at her, and sat still, disdaining to seek refuge in any evasive word or movement. For the last time she wanted to let him take from her the fulness of what the sight of her could give. He crossed over and sat down on the sofa. For a moment neither of them spoke; then he said: "To-night, dearest, I must have my answer." She straightened herself under the shock of his seeming to take the very words from her lips. "To-night?" was all that she could falter. "I must be off by the early train. There won't be more than a moment in the morning." He had taken her hand, and she said to herself that she must free it before she could go on with what she had to say. Then she rejected thi

