[The Story of an African Farm by (AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner]@TWC D-Link book
The Story of an African Farm

CHAPTER 2
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He was leaving them all to that old life, and from his height he looked down on them pityingly.
So they would keep on crowing, and coming to light fires, when for him that old colourless existence was but a dream.
He went into the house to say good-bye to Em, and then he walked to the door of Lyndall's room to wake her; but she was up, and standing in the doorway.
"So you are ready," she said.
Waldo looked at her with sudden heaviness; the exhilaration died out of his heart.

Her grey dressing-gown hung close about her, and below its edge the little bare feet were resting on the threshold.
"I wonder when we shall meet again, Waldo?
What you will be, and what I ?" "Will you write to me ?" he asked of her.
"Yes; and if I should not, you can still remember, wherever you are, that you are not alone." "I have left Doss for you," he said.
"Will you not miss him ?" "No; I want you to have him.

He loves you better than he loves me." "Thank you." They stood quiet.
"Good-bye!" she said, putting her little hand in his, and he turned away; but when he reached the door she called to him: "Come back, I want to kiss you." She drew his face down to hers, and held it with both hands, and kissed it on the forehead and mouth.

"Good-bye, dear!" When he looked back the little figure with its beautiful eyes was standing in the doorway still..


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