But I decided I wouldn't, and I threw it onto the shelf in the closet." "May I ask why you thought of taking a bouquet to her at the train ?" "Well, she and her mother--I had been with them a good deal, and I thought it would be civil." "And why did you decide not to be civil ?" "I didn't want it to look like more than civility." "Were they here long ?" "About a week.

They left just after the Marches came." Agatha seemed not to heed the answer she had exacted.

She sat reclined in the corner of the seat, with her head drooping.

After an interval which was long to Burnamy she began to pull at a ring on the third finger of her left hand, absently, as if she did not know what she was doing; but when she had got it off she held it towards Burnamy and said quietly, "I think you had better have this again," and then she rose and moved slowly and weakly away.
He had taken the ring mechanically from her, and he stood a moment bewildered; then he pressed after her.
"Agatha, do you--you don't mean--" "Yes," she said, without looking round at his face, which she knew was close to her shoulder.

"It's over.