She rose also. Their hands and their eyes met.
"That's it," she said, "you weren't there, and you won't be."
"You're wrong," said he, "I've always been there when you wanted me."
He turned to go and came back again.
"If I don't like to see you celebrated, Jinny, it's because I want to
see you immortal."
"You don't want to be alone in your immortality?"
"No. I don't want to be alone--in my immortality."
With that he left her. And he had not said a word about his wife.
Neither for that matter had Jane. She wondered why she had not.
"At any rate," she thought, "_I_ haven't hurt his immortality."