though some hose of deathly chill was being played upon him.
‘And yet you, knowing that only yesterday, he had refused me — refused my pressing request that he should marry me, come to me hot-foot in the early morning and ask me to be your wife. I thought such things did not take place; that men were more honourable, or more considerate, or more merciful! Or at least I used to think so; till yesterday. No! till to-day. Yesterday’s doings were my own doings, and I had to bear the penalty of them myself. I had come here to fight out by myself the battle of my shame � ‘
Here Harold interrupted her. He could not bear to hear Stephen use such a word in connection with herself.
‘No! You must not say “shame.