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Chapter 21
“Andhimwhothinkssowellofyou!”
“Hehasanoddway—itcomesovermenow,”Ilaughed,“—ofprovingit!Butthatdoesn’tmatter.WhatFlorawants,ofcourse,istogetridofme.”
Mycompanionbravelyconcurred.“Neveragaintosomuchaslookatyou.”
“Sothatwhatyou’vecometomenowfor,”Iasked,“istospeedmeonmyway?”Beforeshehadtimetoreply,however,Ihadherincheck.“I’veabetteridea—theresultofmyreflections.Mygoingwouldseemtherightthing,andonSundayIwasterriblynearit.Yetthatwon’tdo.It’syouwhomustgo.YoumusttakeFlora.”
Myvisitor,atthis,didspeculate.“Butwhereintheworld—?”
“Awayfromhere.Awayfromthem.Away,evenmostofall,now,fromme.Straighttoheruncle.”
“Onlytotellonyou—?”
“No,not‘only’!Toleaveme,inaddition,withmyremedy.”
Shewasstillvague.“Andwhatisyourremedy?”
“Yourloyalty,tobeginwith.AndthenMiles’s.”
Shelookedatmehard.“Doyouthinkhe—?”
“Won’t,ifhehasthechance,turnonme?Yes,Iventurestilltothinkit.Atallevents,Iwanttotry.Getoffwithhissisterassoonaspossibleandleavemewithhimalone.”Iwasamazed,myself,atthespiritIhadstillinreserve,andthereforeperhapsatriflethemoredisconcertedatthewayinwhich,inspiteofthisfineexampleofit,shehesitated.“There’sonething,ofcourse,”Iwenton:“theymustn’t,beforeshegoes,seeeachotherforthreeseconds.
