"Why, yes—I expect so—but if——"
"Oh! Is there an 'if'?' Euan, are you going away forever?"
"Dear maid, I don't know yet what has happened——"
"I do! You are going!... To your death, perhaps—for all I know——"
"Hush! And good-night——"
She held to my offered hand tightly:
"Don't go—don't go——"
"I will return and tell you if——"
"'If!' That means you will not return! I shall never see you again!"
I had flung one arm around her, and she stood with one hand clenched against her lips, looking blankly into my face.