should say nothing at all. Don't speak! I don't ask it of you now, but think well what you are about, Paul."
Paul made no reply, but moved slowly from his mother's side and stood in the middle of the kitchen waiting for her to go on speaking.
"Paul, I have nothing more to say to you, and I have no wish to say anything more. But I shall talk with God about you."
Then he sprang back to her side with blazing eyes as though he were about to strike her.
"Enough!" he cried, "you will be wise never to speak of this again, neither to me nor to anyone else; and keep your fancies to yourself!"
She rose to her feet, stern and resolute, seized him by the arms and forced him to look her straight in the eyes; then she let him go and sat down again, her hands gripping each other tightly in her lap.
Paul moved towards the door, then turned and began to walk up and down the kitchen. The moaning of the wind outside made an accompaniment to the rustle of his clothes,
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