Her eyes went across the lounge, to where Feathers stood talking to some people, and her heart contracted with a sudden fear.
Yes, she would miss him, she knew! She was afraid to think how much.
CHAPTER IX
"Time keeps no measure when two friends are parted."
MARIE woke on the Friday morning with the vague feeling that something unpleasant was going to happen.
She lay for a moment looking round the room with sleepy eyes, then suddenly she remembered—they were going back to London!
She sat up in bed, her dark hair falling about her shoulders, and stared at her half-packed luggage.
This was the end of her honeymoon! Nearly a month since she had been married—a month of bitterness and disappointments, with only one bright memory attaching to it—her friendship with Feathers.
And now she was leaving even that behind! She was conscious of a little shrinking fear as she thought of it.