Not say good-bye; to leave you now would be
To part forever,” then young Clair’s voice sank
Into a whisper; then, with one pure kiss
In haste imprinted on her brow, he left
The room, and then the house.
The tall, old clock
That in the hallway stood, was striking nine
As Maud stole out[393] into the night. Dark clouds
Were rising[394] in the west. The lightning flashed
From out the distant sky;[395] the thunder boomed