Until now Will had never fully seen the chasm between himself and Dorothea⁠—until now that he was come to the brink of it, and saw her on the other side. He began, not without some inward rage, to think of going away from the neighborhood: it would be impossible for him to show any further interest in Dorothea without subjecting himself to disagreeable imputations⁠—perhaps even in her mind, which others might try to poison.