Carefully he drew forth the crumpled flower. He looked at her, then at the rose, hoping against hope that she might relent. He hesitated till he saw an impatient movement of the extended hand. He surrendered.
"Thank you. That is all. You may go."
She tossed the withered flower into the waste-basket.
"Pardon me, but before I go I have to announce that I shall resign my position next Monday. The money which has been advanced to me, deducting that which is due me, together with the amount of my fine at the police-court, I shall be pleased to return to you on the morning of my departure."
Miss Annesley's lips fell apart, and her brows arched. She was very much surprised.
"You wish to leave my service?"—as if it were quite impossible that such a thing should occur to him.
"Yes, Miss."
"You are dissatisfied with your position?"—icily.
"It is not that, Miss. As a groom I am perfectly satisfied. The trouble lies in the fact that I have too many other things to do. It is very distasteful for me to act in the capacity of butler. My temper is not equable enough for that position." He bowed.
"Very well. I trust that you will not regret your decision." She sat down and coolly resumed her work.