Again he implored her to go with him; he even threatened her, but she continued to shake her head and to say in a faint and tortured voice,-- 'Go now, Julian; go, my darling; go now, Julian.' 'With you, or not at all.' He was at last seriously afraid that she meant what she said, 'Without me.' 'Eve, we were so happy. Remember! Only come; we shall be as happy again.' 'You mustn't tempt me; it's cruel,' she said, shivering. 'I'm human.' 'But I love you!' he said. He seized her hands, and tried to drag her towards the door. 'No,' she answered, putting him gently away from her. 'Don't tempt me, Julian, don't; let me make amends in my own way.' Her gentleness and dignity were such that he now felt reproved, and, dimly, that the wrong done was by him towards her, not by her towards him. 'You are too strong--magnificent, and heartbreaking,' he said in despair. 'As strong as a rock,' she replied, looking straight at him and thinking that at any moment she must fall. But still she forced her lips to a smile of finality. 'Think better of it,' he was beginning, when they heard a stir of commotion in the court below. 'They are coming for you!' she cried out in sudden panic. 'Go; I can't face any one just now....' He opened the door on to the landing. 'Kato!' he said, falling back. Eve heard the note of fresh anguish in his voice. Kato came in; even in that hour of horror they saw that she had merely dragged a quilt round her shoulders, and that her hair was down her back. In this guise her appearance was indescribably grotesque. 'Defeated, defeated,' she said in lost tones to Julian. She did not see that they had both involuntarily recoiled before her; she was beyond such considerations. 'Anastasia,' he said, taking her by the arm and shaking her slightly to recall her from her bemusement, 'here is something more urgent--thank God, you will be my ally--Eve must leave Aphros with me; tell her so, tell her so; she refuses.' He shook her more violently with the emphasis of his words. 'If he wants you....' Kato said, looking at Eve, who had retreated into the shadows and stood there, half fainting, supporting herself against the back of a chair. 'If he wants you....' she repeated, in a stupid voice, but her mind was far away. 'You don't understand, Anastasia,' Eve answered; 'it was I that betrayed him.' Again she thought she must fall. 'She is lying!' cried Julian. 'No,' said Eve. She and Kato stared at one another, so preposterously different, yet with currents of truth rushing between them. 'You!' Kato said at last, awaking. 'I am sending him away,' said Eve, speaking as before to the other woman.