Sheraisedhereyesandlookedatherhusband\'sface，fromwhichallsignofsympathyoranyotherfeelinghaddisappeared。`Whydon\'tyoutellmesomething?\'shealmostwailed。
`Ithoughtyouhadunderstoodmeperfectlyfromthefirst，\'CharlesGouldsaid，slowly。`Ithoughtwehadsaidalltherewastosayalongtimeago。Thereisnothingtosaynow。Therewerethingstobedone。Wehavedonethem；wehavegoneondoingthem。Thereisnogoingbacknow。
Idon\'tsupposethat，evenfromthefirst，therewasreallyanypossiblewayback。Andwhat\'smore，wecan\'tevenaffordtostandstill。\'
`Ah，ifoneonlyknewhowfaryoumeantogo，\'saidhiswife，inwardlytrembling，butinanalmostplayfultone。
`Anydistance，anylength，ofcourse，\'wastheanswer，inamatter-of-facttone，whichcausedMrsGouldtomakeanotherefforttorepressashudder。