You two would walk away together and I would walk away ALONE.

After Owen came he was always there to walk home with me--we would laugh and talk as you and Gilbert were doing--there were no more lonely, envious moments for me.

And NOW! Oh, yes, I've been a fool.
Let's have done talking about my folly.

I'll never bore you with it again." "Here is Gilbert, and you are coming back with us," said Anne, who had no intention of leaving Leslie to wander alone on the sand-bar on such a night and in such a mood.

"There's plenty of room in our boat for three, and we'll tie the flat on behind." "Oh, I suppose I must reconcile myself to being the odd one again," said poor Leslie with another bitter laugh.