Young people don't always know what they're about, you know; it's not long to wait." "Three months!" gasped Shelton.
He had to swallow down this pill with what grace he could command.
There was no alternative.

Antonia had acquiesced in the condition with a queer, grave pleasure, as if she expected it to do her good.
"It'll be something to look forward to, Dick," she said.
He postponed departure as long as possible, and it was not until the end of April that he left for England.

She came alone to see him off.

It was drizzling, but her tall, slight figure in the golf cape looked impervious to cold and rain amongst the shivering natives.

Desperately he clutched her hand, warm through the wet glove; her smile seemed heartless in its brilliancy.