"Tita," says Rylton, who is now very pale, "if it costs you so much, I give up my plan. Stay with Margaret—stay where you like, only let me provide for you."
"No, I shall go with you," says Tita, making a violent effort to suppress her sobs. "It is arranged, I tell you. Only let me go at once. I cannot stand the thinking of it day by day."
"To-morrow, then, by the evening train; will that suit you?"
"Yes."
"I shall call for you here?"
"Yes."
"Remember our compact. You shall be as free as air."
"I know."
He goes to her, and, taking her head between his hands, kisses her forehead. He would have liked to take her in his arms and kiss her with all his heart, but something forbids him.
"Good-bye, Tita."