Genevieve. But he made no comment,
not daring.
"See," she said, almost gaily, "I can put on both my gloves." She
held out to him her hands.
"They are very small," he replied studiously. He was calm now.
She saw he had himself well in hand. His face was pale and grave.
"Well," said she finally, as the great coach drove around to the
door, "I suppose I am to say good-by."
"I'll just walk with you down the road," he answered. "We walked
up it, once, together."
They followed on, after the coach had passed down the driveway,
Dunwody now moody and silent, his head dropped, his hands behind
him, until the carriage pulled up and waited at the end of the
shut-in at the lower end of the valley. Josephine herself remained
silent as well, but as the turn of the road approached which would
cut off the view of Tallwoods, she turned impulsively and waved a
hand in farewell at the great mansion house which lay back, silent
and strong, among the hills.
[Illustration: She waved a hand in farewell.
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