It is her duty to tell me, and I would not have her think that I had been trying to work upon your sympathies to learn her secrets. CHAPTER XXIII. ’ For a moment or two there was dead silence in the parlour. She made up her mind in the train home that it should be a decisive crisis. She bussed his cheek with her small lips as he stood by the open door, and exited alone towards the sleeping house. At last, a little way to the northward of Euston Road, the moral cloud seemed to lift, the moral atmosphere to change; clean blinds appeared in the windows, clean doorsteps before the doors, a different appeal in the neatly placed cards bearing the word ————————————— | APARTMENTS ————————————— | in the clear bright windows. He reappeared in street clothes, his cropped hair not even damp from the shower, fresh-faced and sweetsmelling. "I'll not believe it. " "Not now—not now!" she returned, with a shudder. Her figure was, in some measure, hidden by a large scarf, and a deep hood drawn over the head contributed to her disguise; still it was evident, from her lofty bearing, that she had nothing in common, except an interest in their proceedings, with the crew by whom she was surrounded. She meant to leave anyway, or so she would tell herself later. 127 “But Mary Lucia, it isn’t what it looks like! She’s an old friend, there’s nothing serious going on!” Without a word, she about-faced and flew down his steps, running fast, jumping four steps at a time. . You cannot depart hence.
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