“I have left Doss for you,” he said.
“Will you not miss him?”
“No; I want you to have him. He loves you better than he loves me.”
“Thank you.” They stood quiet.
“Good-bye!” she said, putting her little hand in his, and he turned away; but when he reached the door she called to him: “Come back, I want to kiss you.” She drew his face down to hers, and held it with both hands, and kissed it on the forehead and mouth. “Good-bye, dear!”
When he looked back the little figure with its beautiful eyes was standing in the doorway still.
Chapter 2.VIII. The Kopje.
“Good morning!”
Em, who was in the storeroom measuring the Kaffer’s rations, looked up and saw her former lover standing betwixt her and the sunshine. For some days after that evening on which he had ridden home whistling he had shunned her. She might wish to enter into explanations, and he, Gregory Rose, was not the man for that kind of thing. If a woman had once thrown him overboard she must take the consequences, and stand by them. When, however, she showed no inclination to revert to the past, and shunned him more than he shunned her, Gregory softened.