"It was no use, Traverse; the first kind word unmanned me, and made me forget that you trusted me. I have held her in my arms and kissed her face; but forgive me, Traverse, if you can, it is the last time," and giving a long, imploring look at Dexie, who stood with her face buried in her hands, added, in a low voice:
"I am ready, Traverse; let us go at once, and may God help me to get over this," and with his arm drawn through Guy's they both walked out into the night.
CHAPTER XLII.
One morning when Dexie was out in the back garden whistling like a bird, and busy about some domestic matters, someone outside the high fence called:
"Georgie! I say, Georgie! come here a minute."
No answer being received, a shower of small pebbles came over the fence, and the call was repeated.
Thinking it was Mark Perrin, a wild young lad with whom Georgie was forbidden to associate, Dexie called out:
"Go away from here at once, you torment, or you'll get your jacket dusted for you," and hastening to the gate as if eager to perform the operation, she found Guy Traverse awaiting the promised punishment.