"I would like to have all the rest of the world disappear," she said, "and live with you here."
"It won't disappear," he said.
They went almost in silence through the lovely dewy wood. But they were together in a world of their own.
It was bitter to her to go on to Wragby.
"I want soon to come and live with you altogether," she said as she left him.
He smiled unanswering.
She got home quietly and unremarked, and went up to her room.
CHAPTER XV
There was a letter from Hilda on the breakfast tray. "Father is going to London this week, and I shall call for you on Thursday week, June 17th. You must be ready so that we can go at once. I don't want to waste time at Wragby, it's an awful place. I shall probably stay the night at Retford with the Colemans, so I should be with you for lunch Thursday. Then we could start at teatime, and sleep perhaps in Grantham. It is no use our spending an evening with Clifford. If he hates your going, it would be no pleasure to him."