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It was a
new feeling for him, a new tenderness.
He greeted and welcomed it as a relief after the horror of Hogg's
presence. Poor Amy! She was in as bad a way as he now--they were at last
in the same box.
"Yes," he said, "that was Hogg."
Looking at her now in this new way, he was also able to see that she
herself was changed. She figured definitely as an actor now with an odd
white intensity in her face, with some mysterious purpose in her eyes,
with a resolve in the whole poise of her body that seemed to add to her
height.
"Well," she said, "what train are you taking up to London?"
"What train?" he repeated after her.
"Yes, to see Falk."
"I am not going to see Falk."
"You're not going up to him?"
"Why should I go?"
"Why should you go? _You_ can ask me that?...To stop this terrible
marriage."
"I don't intend to stop it."
There was a pause. She seemed to summon every nerve in her body to her
control.
The twitching of her fingers against her dress was her only movement.
"Would you please tell me what you mean to do? After all, I am his
mother.


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