” He saw her into the train at Waterloo, and stood, a tall, grave figure, with hat upraised, as the carriage moved forward slowly and hid him. “It is very nice of you to come, but I do not think for the present, at any rate, I could give him any other answer. During the previous night he had been restless; and in the lonely dragging hours his thoughts had raced in an endless circle—action without progress. “I have waited for this,” he said, and stood quite still, looking at her until the silence became oppressive. Her hand came up and she laced her fingers with his. Though the starling was more than two feet above the level of the water, he alighted with his little charge—which he had never for an instant quitted—in safety upon it.
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