Gentleman  first. Mr Lilly and Maud stood at to

    see ched from her window. She shook his

    O rap took o the

    station at Marlo put back, his

    face our way, his eyes now on hers, now on mine.

    t.

    of sign.  need to. . o travel train, t. e o keep to Mauds parlour till midnigo meet us at truck the half.

    t day passed just like all t to o do, and I  slo ime, of course, I  for ake. e sat at lunco t ime we

    , yet t s came togetarted apart, as if stung; but if, like me, s kno look at ood still, like a statue. Only no at able ones. I , I t, to look. ting. It made mine sting, too.

    t to  to mine. Doairs in tchen, everyone was gloomy.

    Dont seem they said.

    Mrs Cakebreads face  let a spoon drop, s arted our dinners t out crying at table, and o run from tc from his chin.

    ook it very  set on going to London as Mr Riverss man.

    You get back anding up, his powder flying. Boy your age, fellow like him, Id be ashamed!

    But C come back, not for Mr ay nor anyone. aking Gentleman s, poliss, bruss. No house in England.

    on tairs and , and   ters. Mr ay  and gave ing. e  against Charless backside, and yelps.

    t put rate it in silence, and ilt, I did not go iles to try to take my pudding. I said I  did. Mrs Stiles looked me over, then looked away.

    your h in London.

    But it o me, w s. I s see , or Mrs Cakebread—ever again.

    I said Good-nig upstairs. Maud, of course, ill il s ogets a