” He said. The call of youth to youth, and we name it love for want of something better: a
glamorous, evanescent thing "like snow upon the desert's dusty face, lighting a
little hour or two, was gone. ”
She turned and fitted the latchkey into the door. But the relief
from the strain of her immediate necessities was immense. He had been gone entirely one day, for yesterday afternoon he had
departed from Remenham House, and she had waited with patience like a saint,
and now it was again the afternoon. CHAPTER XXVIII. She doubted how she stood toward
him and what the restrained gleam of his face might signify. ’
‘How could he when he didn’t even handle it himself? Went off, I told you,
and left it all to me.
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