Meanwhile it's for us to do as we feel, just so
far as our personal earthly concerns go."
The coldness in his voice had grown, and it left Evie with a complete
sense of hopelessness that was harder to bear than any fears which
violence of language might have inspired.
His pause was prolonged. She made no effort to break it, she dared not
break it. For the man, he was gathering the threads of what he had to
say so as to deliver it concretely. He feared to prolong this interview.
In view of his decision he must not risk any violent outbreak such as his
feelings were even now striving to force upon him.
"Maybe you'll remember what I said to you about Ronny just after we
were--married. I don't guess you'll have forgotten, seeing things are as
they are. What I said then stands now. If you'd been a man I'd have
shot you down in your tracks when I got to home last night. That should
say all that need be said about how I'm feeling now. You aren't a man,
and you're my wife. Well--you're still my wife. That means it's up to
me to keep you as though this thing hadn't broken things up.
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