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For a long, miserable moment, she watched him swaying on the window-seat, with his face covered. Then, without looking at her, he crammed a clenched hand up against his mouth, and rushed out. Through the open door, Gyp had a glimpse of Markey's motionless figure, coming to life as Fiorsen passed. She drew a long breath, locked the door, and lay down on her bed. Her heart beat dreadfully.
Stretching out his arm, he drew her close to him till her cheek was against his, her shaking body against him, and kept murmuring: "For my sake, Gyp; for my sake!" When, with Markey's aid, he had got her to the cab, they took her, not back to the house, but to the inn. She was in high fever, and soon delirious. By noon, Aunt Rosamund and Mrs.
With a faint smile Gyp shook her head. "Say no one can see him." Markey's woodcock eyes, under their thin, dark, twisting brows, fastened on her dolefully; he opened the door to go. Fiorsen was standing there, and, with a quick movement, came in. She saw Markey raise his arms as if to catch him round the waist, and said quietly: "Markey wait outside, please."
He was blind to the rapture with which she listened to any stray music that came its way to Mildenham to carols in the Christmas dark, to certain hymns, and one special "Nunc Dimittis" in the village church, attended with a hopeless regularity; to the horn of the hunter far out in the quivering, dripping coverts; even to Markey's whistling, which was full and strangely sweet.
Markey's demure and goggling; the maids' rabbit-faces; old Pettance's carved grin the film lifting from his little burning eyes: "Ha! Mr. Bryn Summer'ay; he bought her orse, and so she's gone to 'im!" And she said: "Darling, I don't know! It's awfully sweet of you. We'll see later." Winton patted her hand. "We must stand up to 'em, you know, Gyp. You mustn't get your tail down." Gyp laughed.
A row like family prayers and Dad standing up very straight, saying in his dry way: "You will be so good in future as to remember " "I shall be obliged if you will," and so on; Betty's round face pouting at being brought in with all the others; Markey's soft, inscrutable; Mrs.
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