What her answer really said was: "If you lift a finger you'll drive me back: back to all the abominations you know of, and all the temptations you half guess." He understood it as clearly as if she had uttered the words, and the thought kept him anchored to his side of the table in a kind of moved and sacred submission. "What a life for you!—" he groaned. "Oh—as long as it's a part of yours." "And mine a part of yours?" She nodded. "And that's to be all—for either of us?" "Well; it IS all, isn't it?"
