‘You obstinate little devil. She went across to the little window again, her back to Melusine. The little pucker in her brows became more perceptible. Either she had been seen, or they were seeking the air. Come to take leave. She was a woman now to the tips of her fingers; she had said good-bye to her girlhood in the old garden four years and a quarter ago. She was to see Capes to-morrow, but now, in this state of misery she had achieved, she felt assured he would turn his back upon her, take no notice of her at all. "Come with me, my love, come—come," cried his mother, seizing his hand, and endeavouring to force him away.
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