She came back promptly from the glowing heart of the fire.
"I am glad you don't," she said.

"I did .-- well, we both left Overdene on the same day.

I came to you; he went to Shenstone.

It was a Tuesday.
On the Friday I went down to Shenstone, and we met again.

Having been apart for a little while seemed to make this curious feeling of `togetherness,' deeper and sweeter than ever.