17/33 Appoint your own time; I will be here.' By return of post came the black-edged answer, which began with 'Dearest Sibyl,' and closed with 'Ever affectionately'. These dreadful days have made me ill, and one thing that increased my misery was the fear that I should never hear from you again. I should not have dared to write. How noble you are!--but then I always knew that. I cannot come tomorrow--you know why--but the next day I will be with you at three o'clock, if you don't tell me that the hour is inconvenient.' They met at the appointed time. |