I'm sure it was the truth; Thyrza wouldn't have deceived me like that.

He's gone away, somewhere out of London.' Luke stopped her.

He looked closely at her through the dusk, and said in a low voice: 'He's gone away?
Did _she_ tell you he was going away ?' 'Yes.

He said good-bye to her, and hoped she would be happy.' 'But, Lydia--if he's gone away--and now _she's_ gone--' Lydia understood him.
'Oh! Don't think that!' she said, her eyes full of fear.

'No, no! I'm sure that isn't true! He'd never said a word to her.