it—is it because you're not certain of continuing to care for me?\"
Archer sprang up from his seat. \"My God—perhaps—I don't know,\" he broke out angrily.
May Welland rose also; as they faced each other she seemed to grow in womanly stature and dignity. Both were silent for a moment, as if dismayed by the unforeseen trend of their words: then she said in a low voice: \"If that is it—is there some one else?\"
\"Some one else—between
it—is it because you're not certain of continuing to care for me?\"
Archer sprang up from his seat. \"My God—perhaps—I don't know,\" he broke out angrily.
May Welland rose also; as they faced each other she seemed to grow in womanly stature and dignity. Both were silent for a moment, as if dismayed by the unforeseen trend of their words: then she said in a low voice: \"If that is it—is there some one else?\"
\"Some one else—between
