"And not again here, before I leave town?" said Gwendolen, with timid sadness, looking as pallid as ever.
What could Deronda say? "If I can be of any use--if you wish me--certainly I will."
"I must wish it," said Gwendolen, impetuously; "you know I must wish it. What strength have I? Who else is there?" Again a sob was rising.
Deronda felt a pang, which showed itself in his face. He looked miserable as he said, "I will certainly come."

"And not again here, before I leave town?" said Gwendolen, with timid sadness.
What could Deronda say? "If I can be of any use - if you wish - certainly I will."
"I must wish it," said Gwendolen impetuously; "you know I must wish it. What strength have I? Who else is there?" Again a sob was rising.
Deronda felt and looked miserable as he said, "I will certainly come."
