Thepangpassed，andnothingbutthedullnumbingpainofitremained。
IfeltMissHalcombe’shandagain，tighteningitsholdonmyarm——Iraisedmyheadandlookedather。Herlargeblackeyeswererootedonme，watchingthewhitechangeonmyface，whichIfelt，andwhichshesaw。
`Crushit！’shesaid。`Here，whereyoufirstsawher，crushit！Don’tshrinkunderitlikeawoman。Tearitout；trampleitunderfootlikeaman！’
Thesuppressedvehemencewithwhichshespoke，thestrengthwhichherwill——concentratedinthelookshefixedonme，andintheholdonmyarmthatshehadnotyetrelinquished——communicatedtomine，steadiedme。Webothwaitedforaminuteinsilence。AttheendofthattimeIhadjustifiedhergenerousfaithinmymanhood——Ihad，outwardlyatleast，recoveredmyself-control。
`Areyouyourselfagain？’