The servant withdrew, as much astonished at the idea of the master’s abrupt departure as Ruth was.
‘Do you mean to say that you are going to town to-night’, Edward?’ she asked, scarcely believing her ears.
‘Yes, I do.’
‘But you never said a word——’
‘Madam, am I bound to consult you about my move——’
He broke down suddenly. The sight of Ruth’s grave face and the hot tears welling to her eyes was too much for him.
‘Forgive me, my darling,’ he cried, clasping her to his breast and kissing her passionately. ‘Ah, Ruth, Ruth! if you only knew what I have suffered you would forgive me.’
‘Tell me what it is, Edward,’ sobbed Ruth. ‘Let me bear your secret with you.’
‘I cannot,’ he moaned. ‘I am going to town now. When I return all may be well. In the meantime trust in me.’
He kissed her passionately and went out of the room. Half-an-hour later he bade her adieu and drove to the station.