It was
embarrassing; he apologised; but her face was not startled; it was not
aware of him; it wore a singular expression of resolution. A very
singular expression which, as it were, detained him for a moment. In
order to cover his embarrassment, he made some inane remark on the
weather, upon which, instead of returning another inane remark according
to the tacit rules of the game, she only gave him a smile of unfathomable
meaning. Nothing could have been more singular. The good-looking young
gentleman of questionable appearance took not the slightest notice of him
in the hall. No servant was to be seen. He let himself out pulling the
door to behind him with a crash as, in a manner, he was forced to do to
get it shut at all.
When the echo of it had died away the woman on the landing leaned over
the banister and called out bitterly to the man below "Don't you want to
come up and say good-bye." He had an impatient movement of the shoulders
and went on pacing to and fro as though he had not heard. But suddenly
he checked himself, stood still for a moment, then with a gloomy face and
without taking his hands out of his pockets ran smartly up the stairs.
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