Oh! I think that everything is going to be right!" "I will soon come down to you," he said.
Mrs.Craven's long dark room was lit by the setting sun; beyond her windows the straight white fields lifted shining splendour to the stars already twinkling in the pale sky.

Candles were lit on a little black table by her sofa and the fire was red deep in its cavernous setting.
He stood for a moment in the dim room facing the setting sun, and the light of the fire played about his feet and the pale glow that stole up into the evening from the snowy fields touched his face.
She knew as she looked at him that something bad given him great peace.
"I've come to say good-bye," he said.

Then he sat down by her side.
"No," she said, smiling, "you mustn't go.

We want you--Rupert and Margaret and I..

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