'If I can do nothing else, I shall shoot him like a dog.'
She could think of nothing to say, and for a while they remained in
silence. Then he got up.
'I think I should prefer it if you went,' he said. 'You can only hamper
me.'
'I shall stay here as long as you do.'
'Why?'
'Because if you do anything, I shall be compromised. I may be arrested. I
think the fear of that may restrain you.'
He looked at her steadily. She met his eyes with a calmness which
showed that she meant exactly what she said, and he turned uneasily
away. A silence even greater than before fell upon them. They did not
move. It was so still in the room that it might have been empty. The
breathlessness of the air increased, so that it was horribly oppressive.
Suddenly there was a loud rattle of thunder, and a flash of lightning
tore across the heavy clouds. Susie thanked Heaven for the storm which
would give presently a welcome freshness. She felt excessively ill at
ease, and it was a relief to ascribe her sensation to a state of the
atmosphere.
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