82/83 She wrote him a few lines telling him that her dignity would not permit her to remain with him unless he apologised for his insults; that she was going away, and that if he wished to send her a word, he would find her at Casa Selva. She took only a small bag with her, and, leaving the letter on the writing-desk, went out accompanied by her maid. The evergreen oaks along the avenue were writhing and groaning. It was dark, and hard walking on the uneven soil. |