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biting her nether lip. "GOOD-BYE," she whispered.
He turned, with a white face, looked into her eyes, took her hand
limply, and then with a sudden impulse, lifted it to his lips. She would
have snatched it away, but his grip tightened to her movement. She felt
the touch of his lips, and then he had dropped her fingers and turned
from her and was striding down the slope. A dozen paces away his foot
turned in the lip of a rabbit hole, and he stumbled forward and almost
fell. He recovered his balance and went on, not looking back. He never
once looked back. She stared at his receding figure until it was small
and far below her, and then, the tears running over her eyelids now,
turned slowly, and walked with her hands gripped hard together behind
her, towards Stoney Cross again.
"I did not know," she whispered to herself. "I did not understand. Even
now--No, I do not understand."
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