The only thing is," she added, turning her head away, "that I don't want to run the risk of meeting him again." Naturally I took precautions against such an occurrence.

The circumstances of their last meeting at my house lingered unpleasantly in my mind.

Perhaps, for Betty's sake, I ought to have turned a cold shoulder on Boyce.

But when you have done a man a foul injustice for years, you must make him some kind of secret reparation.

So, by making him welcome, I did what I could.
Now I don't know whether I ought to set down a trivial incident mentioned in my diary under the date of the 15th August, the day before Boyce left Wellingsford to join his regiment in France.