Part 66 (1/2)
”Perhaps.”
”Well, I will say this, you will bear looking at in the morning.”
”Why, who won't?”
”Lots of 'em.”
”How do you know?”
”Eh! But we can't talk here. It will be all over the town that we were--were--”
”Going to elope!” she interrupted.
”I wish we were. But, seriously, you got my letter?”
”It's really why I came.”
”What?” he asked, astonished.
”It's really why I came.”
”What have you to say to me?”
”I don't know.”
”Don't you want me to go to Wales?”
”I don't know.”
”I must decide soon. Here's the train.”
They mechanically turned towards the platform.
”Must you go?” she impulsively asked.
”I could either chuck it or I could put it off till tomorrow.”
”Why not do that?”
”But would you see me again?”
”Yes.”
”And will you decide then?”
”Perhaps.”
”Then I'll see you tonight,” he said, as he raised his hat, as if wis.h.i.+ng her to leave him.
Mavis bit her lip as she turned to leave Perigal.
”Goodbye till tonight, little Mavis!”