“Not for long.”
She looked at the stars in the black water. They lay very white and staring. It was an agony to know he would leave her, but it was almost an agony to have him near her.
“And if you made a nice lot of money, what would you do?” she asked.
“Go somewhere in a pretty house near London with my mother.”
“I see.”
There was a long pause.
“I could still come and see you,” he said. “I don’t know. Don’t ask me what I should do; I don’t know.”There was a silence. The stars shuddered and broke upon the water. There came a breath of wind. He went suddenly to her, and put his hand on her shoulder.