Since you're so independent, I'm going off for four or five days.

Say good-bye at least.

The housekeeper will look after you, and Keneu has my rooms.' Dick's face fell.

'You won't be longer than a week at the outside?
I know I'm touched in the temper, but I can't get on without you.' 'Can't you?
You'll have to do without me in a little time, and you'll be glad I'm gone.' Dick felt his way back to the big chair, and wondered what these things might mean.

He did not wish to be tended by the housekeeper, and yet Torpenhow's constant tenderness jarred on him.