Her landlady had gone to Hastings, and would be absent till the next day.

It was not the day for Mrs.Ormonde's visit, and rain since morning had made it impossible to leave the house; the hours had dragged wearily.

After tea the clouds broke, and soon there were warm rays from the westering sun.

Thyrza was glad to leave her room.

She walked into the main street of the town, for her solitude was become a pain, and she felt a desire to be among people, even though she could speak to no one.