You are loathsome to me, repulsive!" she shrieked, getting more and more excited. "Your tears mean nothing. . . . You are hateful to me, disgusting, a stranger—yes, a complete stranger!" With pain and hatred she uttered the word so terrible to her—"stranger." He looked at her, and the fury expressed in her face alarmed and amazed him. He did not understand that his pity for her exasperated her. She saw in him sympathy for her, but not love.