14/26 I catch the first train from Weymouth to Southampton. She turned away from him so that he might not see her face, and he went on: "Had there been more time, I could have made arrangements. Some one else could have gone. As it is--" He broke off suddenly, and bending toward her cried: "Sylvia, say that I must go." But she could not bring herself to that. She was minded to hold with both hands the good thing which had come to her this night. |