nything in all the time we have been together And now [Greek:
baino. to gar chren mou te kai theon kratei....]

"I must go from you, and you yourself will see in the future the
necessity that is ruling me now. Do not try to find me or follow
me, as I cannot return to you yet. Do believe in me and trust me
and let me return to you at the end of this miserable year which
stretches before me now a desert of ashes and which seems as if it
would never pass over, as if it would stretch into Eternity. But
my reason tells me that it will pass, and then I shall come back
to you and all my joy in life; for there is no joy anywhere in
this world for me except with you--if you will let me come back.

"No one will know where I am. I shall see no one we know. Say what
you wish about me to the world.

"Don't think I do not know how you will suffer at first; but you
would have suffered more if I had stayed. While I am away from
you, think of your life as entirely your own; do not hesitate to
go to Suzee, if you wish. I feel somehow that Fate has designed
you for me, not for her, and that she will not hold you for long,
but that, whatever happens, you will always remember

"VIOLA."

* * * * *

I crushed this letter in my hand in a fury of rage when I had read it,
and threw it from me. Anger against her, red anger in which I could
have killed her, if I could in those moments have followed and found
her, swept over me.

I looked round the room mechanically. She had dressed in the clothes
she had been wearing yesterday apparently, and taken one small
handbag, for I missed that from where it had stood on a chest of
drawers.

Her other luggage was there undisturbed. I saw her evening and other
dresses hanging in the half-open wardrobe opposite me.

The only thing that had gone from the toilet-table was the little
frame with my photo in it.

A sickening sense of loss, of despair came over me, mingling with the
savage anger and hatred surging within me.

After a time I rose from my chair and began to dress.

I had made up my mind as to my own actions. To stay here without
Viola, where the whole place spoke to me of her, was impossible. As
soon as I could get everything packed I would go up to London and stay
at my club. She would not come back.

No, it was no use my waiting with that hope.

Her mad scheme, whatever it wa