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Suddenly, she said, very low:
"And yet I wouldn't have been without it."
She was sitting, her hands clasped in her lap, two red spots high in her
cheeks, her eyes shining strangely, the faint smile still on her
lips. And Winton, staring with narrowed eyes, thought: 'Love! Beyond
measure--beyond death--it nearly kills. But one wouldn't have been
without it. Why?'
Three days later, leaving Gyp with his sister, he went back to Mildenham
to start the necessary alterations in the cottages. He had told no one
he was coming, and walked up from the station on a perfect June
day, bright and hot. When he turned through the drive gate, into the
beech-tree avenue, the leaf-shadows were thick on the ground, with
golden gleams of the invincible sunlight thrusting their way through.
The grey boles, the vivid green leaves, those glistening sun-shafts
through the shade entranced him, coming from the dusty road. Down in
the very middle of the avenue, a small, white figure was standing, as if
looking out for him. He heard a shrill shout.
"Oh, Grandy, you've come back--you've come back! What FUN!"
Winton took her curls in his hand, and, looking into her face, said:
"Well, my gipsy-bird, will you give me one of these?"
Little Gyp looked at him with flying eyes, and, hugging his legs,
answered furiously:
"Yes; because I love you. PULL!"
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