“It is like old times,” she said, “to hear these home truths. ” The lights sank, the prelude to the third act was beginning, the music rose and fell in crowded intimations of lovers separated—lovers separated with scars and memories between them, and the curtain went reefing up to display Tristan lying wounded on his couch and the shepherd crouching with his pipe. She had discussed the general question of supplies with the helpful landlady. She tried to think what she should do in this eventuality or that. She was clad in fresh linen, but still wore the riding-habit she had appropriated, having sponged out the spots of blood late last night and left it to dry in the kitchens. ‘That there governess didn’t like it, of course, me being the lodgekeeper’s girl, and Martha just a country wench like me. If you two are examples of the modern miss, I don’t know what the world is coming to. It had ceased raining, but the atmosphere was moist and chill, and the ground deluged by the recent showers. One Friday afternoon, in this pleasant month, it chanced that Mr.
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