At eleven, I will come back." He went away, leaving her sick and dizzy with the effort to be calm and collected enough to think.

She had forgotten for the moment how near Edward was; and started when she saw the closet-door open, and his face put out.
"Is he gone?
I thought he never would go.

What a time you kept him, Maggie! I was so afraid, once, you might sit down to write the letter in this room; and then I knew he would stop and worry you with interruptions and advice, so that it would never be ended; and my back was almost broken.

But you sent him off famously.

Why, Maggie! Maggie!--you're not going to faint, surely!" His sudden burst out of a whisper into a loud exclamation of surprise, made her rally; but she could not stand.