Sons and Lovers - Daimon Club

On the Saturday evening he asked her to come and drink coffee
with him in a restaurant, meeting him after work was over. She came,
looking very reserved and very distant. He had three-quarters
of an hour to train-time.
"We will walk a little while," he said.
She agreed, and they went past the Castle into the Park.
He was afraid of her. She walked moodily at his side, with a kind
of resentful, reluctant, angry walk. He was afraid to take her hand.
"Which way shall we go?" he asked as they walked in darkness.
"I don't mind."
"Then we'll go up the steps."
He suddenly turned round. They had passed the Park steps.
She stood still in resentment at his suddenly abandoning her.
He looked for her. She stood aloof. He caught her suddenly in
his arms, held her strained for a moment, kissed her. Then he let
her go.
"Come along," he said, penitent.