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People stared covertly at them; the band was
playing; and there was the sea--the blue gaiety of the sea. They were
quietly happy together . . . It was all over!
An immense anguish of the present wrung her heart, and she nearly cried
aloud. That dread of what was before her which had been eating up her
courage slowly in the course of odious years, flamed up into an access of
panic, that sort of headlong panic which had already driven her out twice
to the top of the cliff-like quarry. She jumped up saying to herself:
"Why not now? At once! Yes. I'll do it now--in the dark!" The very
horror of it seemed to give her additional resolution.
She came down the staircase quietly, and only on the point of opening the
door and because of the discovery that it was unfastened, she remembered
Captain Anthony's threat to stay in the garden all night. She hesitated.
She did not understand the mood of that man clearly. He was violent. But
she had gone beyond the point where things matter. What would he think
of her coming down to him--as he would naturally suppose.


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