you she stood up just help me on with my coat thanks � that s right oh i say there are the on the looking for you s tragic eyes turned naughty malicious gay even for a moment what sport she said � unhappy the withered leaf has intentions i see that she d like to eat me without salt don t marry her � promise me you won t ah heavenly heavenly she cried i need no promises bless you your face is quite enough wretched withered leaf but look here she went on as she gathered the soft warm garment about her i m tired of your give me your the far horizon card i may want you again so let me have your name and address and giving it to her as she requested she studied it for a minute silently then she turned away i want nothing more don t come down with me one of the boys will get me a i d rather be alone so just go back to your beloved and no longer nameless one she said chapter xxi thin sunshine in through the lace curtains of the dining room window encouraged thereby the its feathers making little snapping and noises meanwhile with its tongue and the grass of the green seen between the black stems of the trees glittered with while the houses on the opposite side of it looked flat and owing to the veil of mist s carts by at a sharp trot the defined sound of them breaking up the all murmur of london and dying out into it again as they passed at the street comer some twenty yards away a german band doubtfully sweet music the making earnest efforts to keep the rest of the instruments up to their work by the of loud and it was a pleasant and cheery morning as december mornings go yet reigned at the breakfast table the day of s oft discussed departure had dawned a few hours hence she would remove herself and her boxes to her cousin lady s residence in square this should have proved a source of regret to her host and hostess and they were conscience stricken to themselves � though not to one another since each the other with more sentiments than his or her own � that relief rather than regret did actually possess them a secret from one another and that a slightly one was so foreign to the experience of the excellent couple that it lay heavy upon their hearts each moreover was aware of shame in the presence of as in that of a person upon whom they the far horizon had inflicted an injury hence which the sunshine was powerless to may i pass you the eggs or bacon or both george inquired his blue eyes meanwhile humbly imploring pardon for his lack of sorrow at her impending departure s manner was stiff and abstracted this combined with the rustling of her filled him with anxiety was it possible that she knew thank you only an egg not that one please it is much too large i prefer the smallest i am not feeling hungry i should never call you much of a breakfast mrs observed in her comfortable voice from behind the tea urn she was desirous to her guest now i am rather hearty myself in the morning always have been so i do not know whether it is a good thing or not as a habit still i think to day you should force yourself a little you should always make provision against a journey and then no doubt you are rather fatigued with packing and getting home so late from the theatre i am pleased to think you had an your last night here tells me the play was very i dare say it was replied of course george would be a much better judge of that than i am mamma was always very particular what we heard and saw when we were children and i know i am inclined to think things vulgar which other people only find amusing i did not remark any vulgarity and do not think mr would countenance anything of that kind in the presence of a lady he would ascertain beforehand the nature of the piece to which he invited any lady � this from george oh of course i don t say there was anything vulgar t the far horizon i should not like to commit myself to an opinion i really have been to the theatre very seldom mamma never encouraged our going and then of course old dr the of st s at whose church we always attended of the theatre he had great influence with mamma and he thought it wicked indeed mrs commented i should be sorry to think that as so many go but he may have come across the evils of it personally he had a son an artist who was very wild i believe and i remember to have heard our dear speak of dr as but a true and a very grand preacher i dare say he was � i don t mean that his son was wild � i know nothing about that of course but that dr was a great preacher spoke the of her egg meanwhile as though on the watch for unpleasant foreign bodies but she continued i cannot of course be expected to remember his sermons though i may have been taken to hear him i suppose i certainly was taken but i was quite too much of a child to remember remembers them but then was so very much older she ceased to contemplate her egg and looked up at her hostess must be very nearly your age or she may be a year or eighteen months younger yes judging by the difference between her age and mine she must be quite eighteen months 