"No? I wish you would come to see him a little oftener, Mr. Heron; he misses your visits very much."
"He won't miss them long, he will soon get used to doing without me."
"But why should he?"
"Because I am going away."
"Where are you going?" said Angela, turning to look at him.
"To California," he answered grimly.
She paused for a moment, and then said in a tranquil tone, "Oh, no."
"No? Why not?" said Percival, smiling a little in spite of himself.
"I think that if you go you will be back again in six months."
"Ah? You think I have no constancy in me; no resolution; no manliness."