“You have great faith,” she said.
Appleby made a little forceful gesture. “It is warranted,” he said. “I am going away to-morrow. You know why it is necessary—but if I come back again will you listen to what I shall have to tell you?”
Violet Wayne regarded him with eyes that shone softly.
“Yes,” she said very quietly.
Then with a grasp of her hand Appleby turned away, and Violet went on slowly down the dusky lane.
THE END
Transcriber’s Note: Inconsistencies in application of accents and hyphenation have been preserved as in the original.