33/35 No word of farewell was uttered. Her mouth moved, but her eyes were hard shut, and nothing save her hand's strenuous pressure, equalling his own, told that their parting had been spoken, the link violently snapped. She now rushed to Evan: 'Good-bye, and God bless you, dear Mr.Harrington. And he shan't have her, mind!' Rose was walking by Laxley's side, but not leaning on his arm. |