 This gave me power to keep them back and to look at her: so, she gave a contemptuous tossbut with a sense, I thought, of having made too sure that I was so woundedand left me.

But when she was gone, I looked about me for a place to hide my face in, and got behind one of the gates in the brewery-lane, and leaned my sleeve against the wall there, and leaned my forehead on it and cried.