I really
oughtn't to be alone with you at all until we're quite free....'
'But I feel we're engaged,' said Edith simply. 'Is it wrong to kiss your
fiancee?'
'Engaged? Of course we're engaged. Wrong? Of course it's not wrong! Only...
I _can't_! Haven't got the self-command.... I do believe you're made
of ice, Edith--I've often thought so.'
'Yes,' said Edith, 'I dare say you're right.'
Aylmer laughed.
'Nonsense! Good night, my darling--don't catch cold. And, Edith.'
'Yes, Aylmer?'
'I'll meet you here at nine o'clock tomorrow morning.'
'Yes, Aylmer.'
'Then you'd better go back in the afternoon. It won't do for you to stay
another night here. Oh, Edith, how happy we _shall_ be!'
He watched her as she walked across the garden and went into the hotel
at the front door. Then he went indoors.
* * * * *
The next day Edith, Dilly and the nurse went back to London early in the
afternoon.
CHAPTER XXX
Edith, during the short journey home, sat with a smile on her lips,
thinking of a little scene she had seen before leaving Eastcliff from
the hall, known as the lounge, of the hotel.
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