6/13 But that sentiment, though not assuaged, quite dropped when, the day after, in the evening, she let him know she had had a telegram an hour before. It was the deep calm of the fatalist. "I must leave you then to-morrow." She looked, on this, as he had never seen her; it would have been hard to say whether what showed in her face was the last failure to follow or the first effort to meet. "And really not to come back ?" "Never, never, dear lady. Why should I come back? |