He only paid us, and said good-bye, and went away." Rose turned Regina slowly round in a stunned sort of way, and with the reins loose on her neck, let her take her road homeward.

A dull sense of despair was all she was conscious of.

She could not think, she could not reason, her whole mind was lost in blank consternation.

He was gone.

She could not get beyond that--he was gone.
The boy who came to lead away her horse stared at her changed face; the servant who opened the door opened his eyes, also, at sight of her.