"Many thanks for all
your kindness. I hope we shall meet again."
"Do you?" answered Elizabeth; "so do I. I am sure that we shall meet
again, and I am sure that I shall be glad to see you when we do, Mr.
Bingham," she added darkly.
In another minute he had left the Vicarage and, with Beatrice at his
side, was walking smartly towards the station.
"This is very melancholy," he said, after a few moments' silence.
"Going away generally is," she answered--"either for those who go or
those who stay behind," she added.
"Or for both," he said.
Then came another pause; he broke it.
"Miss Beatrice, may I write to you?"
"Certainly, if you like."
"And will you answer my letters?"
"Yes, I will answer them."
"If I had my way, then, you should spend a good deal of your time in
writing," he said. "You don't know," he added earnestly, "what a delight
it has been to me to learn to know you. I have had no greater pleasure
in my life."
"I am glad," Beatrice answered shortly.
"By the way," Geoffrey said presently, "there is something I want to ask
you. You are as good as a reference book for quotations, you know.
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