"I have nothing for you. Now go;" and he pointed to the door. Nevertheless, for more than three years of his life this woman had been his closest companion, his nearest friend, the being with whom he was most familiar. He had loved her according to his fashion of loving, and certainly she had loved him. "Go," he said repeating the word very angrily. "Do as I bid you, or it will be the worse for you."
"Will you give me a sovereign?"
"No;--I will give you nothing. I have desired you not to come to me here, and I will not pay for you coming."

"I have nothing for you. Now go." He pointed to the door. For more than three years of his life this woman had been his closest companion and his nearest friend. He had loved her according to his fashion, and certainly she had loved him. "Go," he repeated angrily, "or it will be the worse for you."
"Will you give me a sovereign?"
"I will give you nothing."
