I should have gone back there, anyway, before now, if Mr.Lessingham hadn't come." "Well, it all seems very simple," Helen admitted.

"I think Mr.
Lessingham is a perfectly delightful person, and I shouldn't wonder if you didn't now and then almost imagine that you were happy." "You seem to be taking my going very coolly," Philippa remarked.
"I told you how I felt about it just now," Helen reminded her.

"Your going is like a great black cloud that I have seen growing larger and larger, day by day.

I think that, in his way, Dick will suffer just as much as Henry.

We shall all be utterly miserable." "Why don't you try and persuade me not to go, then ?" Philippa demanded.
"You sit there talking about it as though I were going on an ordinary country-house visit." Helen raised her head, and Philippa saw that her eyes were filled with tears.
"Philippa dear," she said, "if I thought that all the tears that were ever shed, all the words that were ever dragged from one's heart, could have any real effect, I'd go on my knees to you now and implore you to give up this idea.