I left word to have a horse ready at daylight.

It is not far from that, now." "Then I shall not see you again ?" "Not until you come to New York." "Couldn't you come back for a day?
Querida is coming.

Sammy and Harry Annan are coming up over Sunday.

Couldn't you ?" "Valerie, dear, I _could_"-- he checked himself; thought for a while until the strain of his set teeth aroused him to consciousness of his own emotion.
Rather white he looked at her, searching for the best phrase--for it was already threatening to be a matter of phrases now--of forced smiles--and some breathing spot fit for the leisure of self-examination.
"I'm going back to paint," he said.

"Those commissions have waited long enough." He strove to visualise his studio, to summon up the calm routine of the old regime--as though the colourless placidity of the past could steady him.
"Will you need me ?" she asked.
"Later--of course.