"'Silly old Harry!' said Fanny, with a sudden return to her old manner. And she took me and kissed me like a loving sister again.
"I went down two steps from the door and turned.
"'I'd hate it,' I said, 'if you didn't think she was all right.'
"'She's all right,' said Fanny. 'And it's Good Luck to you, Harry. It's—— You see it's about Good-Bye for me. I shan't be seeing very much of you now with that clever wife of yours to take you about. Who's so well-connected. But Good Luck, old Brudder! Oh! always Good Luck!'
"Her eyes were brimming with tears.
"'God send you are happy, Harry dear—after your fashion. It's—it's different....'
"She stopped short. She was weeping.
"She banged her door upon me, and I stood puzzled for a moment and then went down to Milly."