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’
Good
-
bye
,
Clifford
!
Yes
,
I
shan
’
t
be
long
.
’
Connie
was
almost
tender
.
’
Good
-
bye
,
Hilda
!
You
will
keep
an
eye
on
her
,
won
’
t
you
?
’
’
I
’
ll
even
keep
two
!
’
said
Hilda
.
’
She
shan
’
t
go
very
far
astray
.
’
’
It
’
s
a
promise
!
’
’
Good
-
bye
,
Mrs
Bolton
!
I
know
you
’
ll
look
after
Sir
Clifford
nobly
.
’
’
I
’
ll
do
what
I
can
,
your
Ladyship
.
’
’
And
write
to
me
if
there
is
any
news
,
and
tell
me
about
Sir
Clifford
,
how
he
is
.
’
’
Very
good
,
your
Ladyship
,
I
will
.
And
have
a
good
time
,
and
come
back
and
cheer
us
up
.
’
Everybody
waved
.
The
car
went
off
Connie
looked
back
and
saw
Clifford
,
sitting
at
the
top
of
the
steps
in
his
house
-
chair
.
After
all
,
he
was
her
husband
:
Wragby
was
her
home
:
circumstance
had
done
it
.
Mrs
Chambers
held
the
gate
and
wished
her
ladyship
a
happy
holiday
.
The
car
slipped
out
of
the
dark
spinney
that
masked
the
park
,
on
to
the
highroad
where
the
colliers
were
trailing
home
.
Hilda
turned
to
the
Crosshill
Road
,
that
was
not
a
main
road
,
but
ran
to
Mansfield
.
Connie
put
on
goggles
.
They
ran
beside
the
railway
,
which
was
in
a
cutting
below
them
.
Then
they
crossed
the
cutting
on
a
bridge
.
