I took a day's vacation and I went down to Detton Magna to see what had happened." "That was the day," she interrupted softly, "when--" "That was the day," he assented.

"I remember so well getting out of the train and walking up that long, miserable street.

School wasn't over, and I went straight to her cottage, as I have often done before.
There was a change.

Her cheap furniture had gone.

It was like one of those little rooms we had dreamed of.